...than going for a noobie ride round the block in the winter sun, coming home and cleaning the bike?
I don't think so.
...than going for a noobie ride round the block in the winter sun, coming home and cleaning the bike?
I don't think so.
Sitting at home cause your pregnant and fat and can't ride perhaps? lol
I am not so sure about the cleaning the bike bit being satisfying, but I must say that winter sun with cool air is ideal riding conditions for me.
“PHEW.....JUST MADE IT............................. UP"
This thread has gone somewhere strange and I think I like it.
Nothing better on a nice winters sunny day than going out on your bike for a ride......and comming home with a pillion.....no time for cleaning the bike!
Counting an extra heartbeat, turning late, hard and fast, front drifting a little, squirm making the bars waggle slightly, knee scraping the tarmac, rolling the throttle perfectly, back squirming, then sliding progressively; front wheel starting to head skywards, picking the bike back up at the same time - and launching yourself towards the next corner at velocity normally experienced by rocketeers and jumpers...
Or nipple action.
It’s diametrically opposed to the sanitised existence of the Lemmings around me in the Dilbert Cartoon hell I live in; it’s life at full volume, perfect colour with high resolution and 10,000 watts of amplification.
Anything better?
Rising early one day in late spring early summer, riding off in the chill morning air as the rest of the world sleeps. No traffic no time restraints and no destination, a pocket full of money and a love of the road.
Leave the humdrum city life behind as the rays of the early sun start to warm your fingers and toes and watch the heavenly light change the colours of the hills and reflect off rivers and lakes as your engine growls through the valleys.
Ride any direction you like for as long as you want, stop somewhere with a glorious vista of Godzone , sip on a warming coffee and listen to the birdsong on the wind and the gentle metallic sounds of your engine cooling down. Marvel at everything even the dirt on your bike and the bugs on your visor for they merely bare witness to your journey from there to here simply because you could and simply because you are free .
Cruising home as the night draws near and the chill returns, think not of what a wonderful day you've had but of how soon the next one will be and how lucky you are to be riding through a landscape touched by angels.
When you return home tired and happy reflect on the fact that this is one day you've lived for yourself, leave the bike as tomorrows reminder of a great yesterday ... and do the washing up you've left from brecky this morning ya lazy bastard
Oh bugger
what?? no cagers pulling into your lane without indicating?? nor any tailgaters aiming their front bumper at your L plate??
You're obviously not riding properly.
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