Most of us, from our various past experiences feel that the NZ police have it in for us bikers. I thought so also.
Yesterday while returning home on the northern motorway just before the Albany exit I spotted a motorbike copper. He was sitting at 80 behind a petrified cage. I obviously overtook from the other lane giving him a friendly wave of the hand, having nothing to fear. Lights go on and he pulls in behind me. I'm quite surprised he pulls me over.
I stop on the barrier as instructed and leave plenty of space for him to stop. He gives me 100 meters or more to slow down (unlike some car cops who have tailgated me 'angryly' scaring the geepers outa me). He comes over, I take of helmet and balaclava for courtesy sake. He inspects my bike comments a lot on it (looks like a transformer apparently), knows a shit load about it... asks about how it feels on the track etc (he conducts advanced rider training)... then casually asks for my license has a look and says with a smile just checking.
We sit on the barrier like old mates just chatting for 15 mins about his bike, my bike and also how he doesn't like unsafe cagers and how he ticketed one for not noticing him earlier on. He was pretty pleased with himself for that and I was too

He referred to all bikers as "us" and not "you'all" then let me go... he shook my hand, thanked me for stopping then proceeded to clear the exit ramp for me by waving traffic off until I took off. When he shook my hand and thanked me for stopping I didn't know how to react and started stuttering like a fool. Ride safe he said. Fukin legend.
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