Paikok hill road - 70 KPH

[What?]

who the hell cares about Paekak speed limit??

Not me. That road was bloody awful twenty years ago, and it has not improved with age. The only good thing about it is the scenery from the top of the hill. Dodging rocks, mud, grannies, boy racers, bicycles, horses and sheep is not my idea of an enjoyable ride.

[Sparky Bills]

It really is not as bad as what people think.

Just cause other people are saying its crap, everyone gets it in their heads that its dangerous.
ITS ALL IN YOUR HEAD PEOPLE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[Ixion]

Not me. That road was bloody awful twenty years ago, and it has not improved with age. The only good thing about it is the scenery from the top of the hill. Dodging rocks, mud, grannies, boy racers, bicycles, horses and sheep is not my idea of an enjoyable ride.

Sounds quite good to me.

[MD]

Mr Plod gave me a long lecture at the side of the Piecock hill road today. He told me he was out to get 'my type' Not sure what type I am? But he was a grumpy unsociable shit. I'm always polite to the Police and give them full respect for doing the toughest job in NZ but this guy needed some serious customer service training on how to speak to the public, especially someone doing ABSOLUTELY NOTHING WRONG.
Let me explain I was out to scrub in new tyres and in no hurry fully aware the limit had been lowered and HP would be all over that road. Soon as I reached Patahunui I passed a Cop car going the other way, no prob I was daudling along and at the same time I see a cop car ahead of me- going in the same direction. Still, no prob I'll just cruise along behind him and enjoy the tight bends to scrub the tyres. Constantly checked my speed. He was doing 82-86kph on my speedo and I was behind him for 10 minutes atleast.
I slowed for about 30 secs twice so I could enjoy some of the bends he had to really slow for, BUT I made sure I kept my speed under 85kph expecting him to slow to keep an eye on me or turn back. Finally I stopped to stretch my legs and let him go on ahead. He comes back and pulls over. Feeling 100% guilt free I smiled and said hello in my friendly voice. Then he starts with his rant about how I know your type you were slowing so you could speed well guess what we're patrolling this road and your type speeding and crossing the centreline are what we are after. I tried to thank him about the centreline as the real problem but every time I opened my mouth he told me to shut up and listen or I would be in trouble. Told me to 'shut up' about 7 times.
I tried to tell him I never cross the centre- but he cut me off with ''shut up I don't want to hear your excuses... When I finally got a word in that I wasn't speeding he went ape shit that he clocked my top speed at 88kph [in the 80kph zone that was 100 a week before] but I wont give you a ticket for that today. He added another warning that IF I go over by 11kph he 'll have me- no warnings. But I didn't I tried to squeeze in- no but if you do! (What? I thought to myself I might rape and butcher 50 people one day and this guy wants to lock me up now just in case).
but the best bit was he said he could see me zinging around the bends [on my side of the road by the way] Three times he used the word zinging. now I'm not sure of the legal definition and penalties for zinging within the speed limit or lurking with possible intent to zing but apparently I had that look. I was tempted to ask him to give me a ticket for zinging just so I could test it in court but he was in too foul a mood for humour. Finally he said you got anyything to say now. I replied, No I'm far to scared to speak to you or dare open my mouth and I never cross the centreline.
I went over the hill and came back to pass him booking a car.
I'd have to say this is the first time I've meet a Policeman I didn't like. Shame.

[number33]

That's the type of fucker who'll cop a manuka stake thru the teeth sooner or later. Should of got his name so you can send him best wishes when he's languishing in hospital, toothless. Nothing quite like a bloody good hiding to bring a shithead down to earth.

[oldrider]

I witnessed one of those types doing the same thing to my second son, who slightly exceeded the speed limit while looking for his mother on the roadside. Our whole family witnessed it actually. We were all gathered for Grandma's 60th birthday and son was trying to find a park. Children were not impressed by the performance of Helen's finest. It took me a while to settle down but these guy's are few and far between really. Actually if I'm honest I have heard more people complain about the poor bloody cop being too polite. I guess it evens out in the long run. Cheers John.

[roogazza]

[QUOTE=MD]Mr Plod gave me a long lecture at the side of the Piecock hill road today. He told me he was out to get 'my type' Not sure what type I am? But he was a grumpy unsociable shit. I'm always polite to the Police and give them full respect for doing the toughest job in NZ but this guy needed some serious customer service training on how to speak to the public, especially someone doing ABSOLUTELY NOTHING WRONG.

Mark, always get their number (on the shoulder) we don't need pricks like that ! and make a point complaining.
Sounds like another example of the "dumbing down " of the NZ police. God , there are some absolute wankers out there. G.

[ducatilover]

That's the type of fucker who'll cop a manuka stake thru the teeth sooner or later. Should of got his name so you can send him best wishes when he's languishing in hospital, toothless. Nothing quite like a bloody good hiding to bring a shithead down to earth.

i have some manukastakes in the garage...