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Just a normal Sunday, up with the larks, cleaned the previous dead flies off the screen, a duster taken over the tank and wait for the other lads to arrive. True to form within the hour we were heading off to the Police Headquarters in Durham for their annual biking event.
Along the dual carriage way, almost at our destination I became aware of a Police bike rider monitoring our riding skills short distance behind.
Infront of me my mate on his Blackbird, had what can only be described as a slight "ginger" moment and stopped dead !
Within seconds half a ton of honda's finest with me on it, smacked directly into his rear. The impact gave him a hefty nudge, my desperate attempts to avoid this resulted in my behind making contact with the tamac, at which point I did a body roll worthy of a Chuck Norris film.
I scrambled to my feet and the sight before me beggars belief! Instead of gracefully leaning over to the crash bars and establishing a dazed pose, my wing gave a positive "wiggle" and proceeded to travel down the road un -aided and rider-less.
Much to the amazement of the cars on the outside line overtakng it!!!
I started running after her, with the voice of the Police officer bellowing from behind, "please stop you may be injured and need treatment"
No &!******* way pal, my wing my bloody wing
She travelled,riderless, for a 100 yards, gently wobblinginthe manner of your Gran when she has been at the cooking sherry! Me doing a great impresion ofDaffy Duck ona bender following behind.
Just where the armco gently curves upwardthe front wheel made contact, I closed my eyes, if she flickedover now into the middle of the road there would be carnage, but astonishingly she went in the opposite direction, down a slight embankment and disapeared into the bushes.
By this time fellow bikers had stopped and joined in the pursuit as had the Police officer. I scrambled down the grass, and there she was, at a juanty angle, firmly wedged into the middle of a bushwith the mellow tones of Bonjovi's Livin on a prayerdriftly gently on the air.
With every ones help we got her out, slight damage to her, massive damage to my prideand ego and carried on to the venue.
Obviously the officer had radioed ahead and every one and I mean EVERY one made a point of asking "are you the lad who's bike took off on it's own?!"
As a final insult the officer said how annoyed he was he did'nt have a video of the event, but if it was any consolation he thought that prior to the incident my riding ability was first class.
As forthe rider of the blackbird he could'nt explain why he had stopped, but he had'nt meant to cause a problem:baffled:
For any of the UK guys and especially the northerners, I am sure if you ask any officer at Durham headquarters on bike day, they will remember and probably laugh!!!!
Ahhhh the joys, the highs the lows and the down right unbelievable:cheeky1:
Just a normal Sunday, up with the larks, cleaned the previous dead flies off the screen, a duster taken over the tank and wait for the other lads to arrive. True to form within the hour we were heading off to the Police Headquarters in Durham for their annual biking event.
Along the dual carriage way, almost at our destination I became aware of a Police bike rider monitoring our riding skills short distance behind.
Infront of me my mate on his Blackbird, had what can only be described as a slight "ginger" moment and stopped dead !
Within seconds half a ton of honda's finest with me on it, smacked directly into his rear. The impact gave him a hefty nudge, my desperate attempts to avoid this resulted in my behind making contact with the tamac, at which point I did a body roll worthy of a Chuck Norris film.
I scrambled to my feet and the sight before me beggars belief! Instead of gracefully leaning over to the crash bars and establishing a dazed pose, my wing gave a positive "wiggle" and proceeded to travel down the road un -aided and rider-less.
Much to the amazement of the cars on the outside line overtakng it!!!
I started running after her, with the voice of the Police officer bellowing from behind, "please stop you may be injured and need treatment"
No &!******* way pal, my wing my bloody wing
She travelled,riderless, for a 100 yards, gently wobblinginthe manner of your Gran when she has been at the cooking sherry! Me doing a great impresion ofDaffy Duck ona bender following behind.
Just where the armco gently curves upwardthe front wheel made contact, I closed my eyes, if she flickedover now into the middle of the road there would be carnage, but astonishingly she went in the opposite direction, down a slight embankment and disapeared into the bushes.
By this time fellow bikers had stopped and joined in the pursuit as had the Police officer. I scrambled down the grass, and there she was, at a juanty angle, firmly wedged into the middle of a bushwith the mellow tones of Bonjovi's Livin on a prayerdriftly gently on the air.
With every ones help we got her out, slight damage to her, massive damage to my prideand ego and carried on to the venue.
Obviously the officer had radioed ahead and every one and I mean EVERY one made a point of asking "are you the lad who's bike took off on it's own?!"
As a final insult the officer said how annoyed he was he did'nt have a video of the event, but if it was any consolation he thought that prior to the incident my riding ability was first class.
As forthe rider of the blackbird he could'nt explain why he had stopped, but he had'nt meant to cause a problem:baffled:
For any of the UK guys and especially the northerners, I am sure if you ask any officer at Durham headquarters on bike day, they will remember and probably laugh!!!!
Ahhhh the joys, the highs the lows and the down right unbelievable:cheeky1:
