The young couple were strolling hand in hand through the early evening sunshine. Their hot, passionate relationship was still in the first throes of fiery abandonment. Suddenly, he was overcome with desire. He had to have her. There. Then. NOW! "Get theesen o'er that bench, love and get thee knickers off." he demanded. Unable and unwilling to resist her silver-tongued cavalier, she complied and the two joined in hungry union.
Meanwhile, three CycleChat furumers, Rigid Raider, Shaun Collier and myself were MTB-ing up through Accrington's Peel Park and onto the lovely area known as "The Coppice". Up the initial steep hill and onto the flatter, wide expanse of the moor we went. I was third in line, concentrating hard on the narrow sunken yard-wide track when I heard one of the two ahead of me snigger and I looked up. There in front of us all, in broad daylight in a very, very public area, our silver-tongued cavalier was busily thrusting in and out of his fair maiden! She was bent at the waist and he was behind her in the fashion I understand to be known as "doggie style" and they were oblivious of anyone or anything around them. In this most public of parks in the early evening, they were banging away like dogs. Now I don't know about you but discussing it later, both RR and myself agreed that if three gentlemen on bikes approached either of us whilst we were pleasuring a young lady, we would quickly lack the "accoutrement" for the afformentioned pleasuring and we should fervently hope the young lady would be overcome with a sense of shame and embarrassment. But not these two, oh no! Our approach seemed to spur him on and the fair wench was heard to shout, "Come on you bastards!" at us as we passed not five yards from their temporary love nest. It was quite literally the funniest (and I think the most disturbing) scene I have ever encountered while out on a bike. In fact, for the moment, it could be said that there were four men riding a bike, if that's not too ungallant?
As we dropped down from the tops and stopped to discuss what we'd just seen, we saw several lone men making their way up to the top where we'd just been. Were they unwary ramblers and dog walkers or is this area known for its outdoor adult entertainment? We don't know and can't say. All I will vouchsafe is that it provided us with much merriment for the rest of our ride last night. And those of you who were thinking of coming and didn't, you missed a right good bike ride and the sight of two of Accrington's finest having al fresco sex!
Meanwhile, three CycleChat furumers, Rigid Raider, Shaun Collier and myself were MTB-ing up through Accrington's Peel Park and onto the lovely area known as "The Coppice". Up the initial steep hill and onto the flatter, wide expanse of the moor we went. I was third in line, concentrating hard on the narrow sunken yard-wide track when I heard one of the two ahead of me snigger and I looked up. There in front of us all, in broad daylight in a very, very public area, our silver-tongued cavalier was busily thrusting in and out of his fair maiden! She was bent at the waist and he was behind her in the fashion I understand to be known as "doggie style" and they were oblivious of anyone or anything around them. In this most public of parks in the early evening, they were banging away like dogs. Now I don't know about you but discussing it later, both RR and myself agreed that if three gentlemen on bikes approached either of us whilst we were pleasuring a young lady, we would quickly lack the "accoutrement" for the afformentioned pleasuring and we should fervently hope the young lady would be overcome with a sense of shame and embarrassment. But not these two, oh no! Our approach seemed to spur him on and the fair wench was heard to shout, "Come on you bastards!" at us as we passed not five yards from their temporary love nest. It was quite literally the funniest (and I think the most disturbing) scene I have ever encountered while out on a bike. In fact, for the moment, it could be said that there were four men riding a bike, if that's not too ungallant?
As we dropped down from the tops and stopped to discuss what we'd just seen, we saw several lone men making their way up to the top where we'd just been. Were they unwary ramblers and dog walkers or is this area known for its outdoor adult entertainment? We don't know and can't say. All I will vouchsafe is that it provided us with much merriment for the rest of our ride last night. And those of you who were thinking of coming and didn't, you missed a right good bike ride and the sight of two of Accrington's finest having al fresco sex!
