I know this issue has been traversed again and again, but today, I saw a perfect reason why we should all travel with our headlights on.
Went down to Rotovegas to haul fish. I knew bad front was coming in so I took my cage. Thank Christ I did. On the return trip my feet began to thaw at about Patetonga.
Anyway. It was pissing down so the up-flush from the vehicle ahead (traveling at 70/75Ks and general pissing me off) was such that any thought of overtaking was restricted to waiting for a well-known, long straight.
Many of you will know the long, down-hill straight (heading north up SH27) just before the Paeroa TO.
I saw, way at the start of the straight, two sets of headlights. That gave me a time-on-distance map for the overtake. I carefully inspected the rest of the space between me and those headlights and decided the road was clear.
I pulled out, snapped down into third, and was about to floor it when, out of the gloom, less than 100M ahead was some dick on a GN 250 or some-such. No lights on. Dark bike, dark gear. He blended in splendidly with the background. Any wild beast would have been proud of such excellent camouflage. Believe me. He just appeared out of the gloom, like some wraith in a child's nightmare.
The closing speed was around 180K. Said dick-brain came within maybe two seconds of learning his one last great lesson of life.
Put ya fuckin' headlight on or become road-kill!
Jesus but it freaked me out. In those micro-seconds of realisation then regaining my side of the road, I saw myself having to poke this bloke in the eye to see if he was still alive after flying a hundred metres.
Of course, I would have been entirely liable had I hit the dopey prick, despite the fact he'd taken zero actions to readily identify his presence during such appalling weather.
Personally, I think a law needs passing requiring all vehicles to run headlights on the open road.
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