Must commuters race each other?

[Theseus]

When? So was I.

I only managed the first year of the Mech Eng course in '81/2, flunking the end of year exams as a result of too much socializing.

No.11 buses still hunt in packs, though.

Are they the ones that go down the road to the manor house?

 

[BrumJim]

I only managed the first year of the Mech Eng course in '81/2, flunking the end of year exams as a result of too much socializing.



Are they the ones that go down the road to the manor house?

No - they are the ones that go round and round and round and round, crossing the Bristol Road at Sainsburys. And are full of old people in the winter saving on their fuel bills. Allegedly.

 

[Will1985]

I've just seen this - some locals!! Touche - Manor House closed as a hall of residence in 2007. I've been past it a few times this year but no idea of its current use.

The No 11 is easy to chase - the bus laps 43km in about 2h30...the fastest I've done it is 1:13:21 clockwise (always stopping at reds, but on that PB I was lucky to only have one red on the entire route!). It's usual to pass a couple of them on a lap.

 

[Theseus]

Manor House closed as a hall of residence in 2007. I've been past it a few times this year but no idea of its current use.

Shame, I have fond memories of it as a hall. The atmosphere was almost like a family one.

 

[CamR]

On my way home tonight I took a different route and headed along the road that runs along the South side of the River Tyne, in South Shields. As I approached the town I noticed that the North Sea Ferry "King of Scandinavia" was leaving her berth and heading towards the Sea.

That was it... The race was on .............. and I won !!!!

How many points do I get for overtaking the ferry and beating her to the mouth of the River Tyne

Cam

 

[Twiggy]

oh come on, its all a bit of harmless fun to help you on your journey, a bit of competition. IF youve got a road bike, you want to "ride" it sometimes, otherwise whats the point of owning one.

It amuses me no end to effortlessly pass teens on mountain bikes, who are huffing and puffing and standing on the peddles like they've lost their saddles.

It's even better downhill, watching them peddle like mad trying to catch up whilst I relax for a moment.