Sunday 5th Aug riding North on the M40 heading for Holyhead having spent the weekend at the HOG South of England Rally.
8:47
Some tired looking Bro's having forced a “continental breakfast†down the hatch were in reasonable enough shape to understand the concept of “OK lets get goin†Careful on the Uueee at the health club, back onto the A25, through the lights, round the R-about, A3, here we go, take it easy, 55 max, just in case. As front man, my plot is 1 hour then liquid and 15 Min rest. The weather forecast for West Wales is for serious rain coming in from 1:00pm so there is no time for hanging about talking shite at the pit stops. A three stop strategy, 1 hour, 2 hours, 2 hours, the dreaded A55.............. Holyhead.
9:50
Pit stop, re-hydrate, just in case, Lucozade Sport and Snickers Twin......... back on the M40, “we're doing 140 miles before the nest stopâ€, No way I'm ridin' for two hours without a breakâ€, there's always one. “OK we'll see how it goes, but I ain't hanging around to ride the A55 in the rain, done it toooo many times and getting too old to enjoy it.â€
Bring up the average slowly....... 10 miles 62........ 10 miles 65.......10 miles 69......... mile eating 72.........they're not keeping up............69........happy campers
Traffic is heavy but slow so a lot of 69 in the outside lane, passed car pulls into the fast lane after I pass, getting in between the pack, “Asshole, you could have waited†I'll pull in, let him pass and get the group together again, he slams on the brakes, what the fuck is that about............ nobody is passing on the inside, I'm leading the whole motorway on my own, like something out of a movie, everyone is 500 yds behind, he pulls over, second rider comes through, he pulls out again and slams on, slow rides the Motorway for a few minutes then plants the boot and races past, pulls into the middle lane and slows down again, doin' 65 so no biggie, let him at it, idiot............ he pulls over into the left lane, “what's this guy about, this does not smell right†keep the speed at 65 running just behind him in the middle lane, he slows down a tad.....easing past......... SCREEEAMING HORN......... what the fuck, life saver left, his bumper is on the saddle bag pushing, life saver right, Green Honda/Rover comin' through in the fast lane, hold the line, fast lane is clear, survived..........you fucking asshole. He pulls into the left lane, we follow, I know the guys behind saw what happened, we ride behind him, black Lexus 200/250......... get the plate number, “shit I gave B my pen last night†couldn't write it down anyway, no paper...... OK, do we follow this asshole and go play, or call the cops when he stops..........5 minutes, Motorway exit, he's pulling off, will we go or not, ah! Shit it ain't worth the ride in the rain, fuck'm.......... He waves, not angry, not crazy, just waves..........â€have a nice dayâ€
Pit stop, “Was that guy for real, was he just messin' about or was he really trying to kill someone†...........Shit we still have to ride the A55, lets go, the rain is coming............
Sunday 12th August, bike guys riding the M40................a car driver shoots one...............
Posted: 13/08/2007 at 21:59
