The joys of the open road, when you can find an open road.
Posted: Sun Apr 05, 2015 8:37 am
Yesterday my wife and I decided it being a fine day yesterday we would blow the cobwebs off of our solo bikes.
My Enfield started first touch of the button, her Intruder was a reluctant dragon, and took some time to fire up and spent five minutes coughing spluttering and backfiring, to the extent I was surprised an armed police unit did not turn up. (I blame the slash cut "silencers," I refuse to ride behind her, she has no problems with "tailgaters." )
We had forgotten, it was Easter Saturday in a tourist area. It was a nightmare out there, do all the bad drivers drive to Cornwall for Easter. (The local ones are bad enough.)
We had to use all our defensive riding skills avoid death.
One problem is rubberneckers mesmerised by the Enfield. Which when they are driving a car is not a good idea.
My Enfield started first touch of the button, her Intruder was a reluctant dragon, and took some time to fire up and spent five minutes coughing spluttering and backfiring, to the extent I was surprised an armed police unit did not turn up. (I blame the slash cut "silencers," I refuse to ride behind her, she has no problems with "tailgaters." )
We had forgotten, it was Easter Saturday in a tourist area. It was a nightmare out there, do all the bad drivers drive to Cornwall for Easter. (The local ones are bad enough.)
We had to use all our defensive riding skills avoid death.
One problem is rubberneckers mesmerised by the Enfield. Which when they are driving a car is not a good idea.