The motorcycle thing has been troubling me, I hear crazy high revs from my garden constantly at the moment, and when I do go out to walk or to get food I see an awful lot of blokes in leathers and on sports bikes whipping around and riding in an erm... enthusiastic style?
Are they all shopping? Impossible, not a pannier or backpack in sight. Going to work? Possible, though unlikely given the skewed numbers. Or is it just silly old men taking advantage of the weather and enjoying the empty roads and treating country roads as their personal race track? I'd suggest that's more likely.
And people wonder if they're cycling too far?
EXACTLY........... yesterday we had a large TESCO delivery (yes some people can get them) and Pete the 60 something year old driver, who is a star of a bloke, well he used to race bikes and is still a very serious track day rider, so with his experience he knows what to look for when it comes to high powered bikes and indeed the way they are being ridden.
And yesterday, at a goodly distance we had a chat about the noise we could hear occasionally in the background and he said he had seen numerous bikes whose riders were "giving it some" along the B676 between Melton Mowbray & Colsterworth which is a well known and favourite bikers road, along which the death rate is somewhat higher than on most roads!
I have 2 friends who used to be boys in blue in the traffic department and their term for the riders of high powered bikes as being "the donors"!
Just think though, it doesn't matter if you are out in your Lycra or your leathers and you do happen to have a spill whilst out for your unnecessary ride and the severity of your spill requires medical assistance, well this selfish jaunt will require at least 2 police vehicles, at least on paramedic vehicle and of course an ambulance to attend, added to which is all the needless paperwork.
Well I for one am out on my bike every single day crunching out the miles, but mine is mounted on the turbo trainer and as for my high speed sunny days, motorised wheels, well I roll her out onto the drive from time to time and laboriously polish her and tinker away doing totally unnecessary little jobs, but at least I am not risking challenging our beloved, overworked NHS.