another perfectly good motorcycle ruined.......

Monday, 16 August 2010


friday afternoon, finish my shift at 2.30pm, drive home, drop jack off at home, pick up dangerous and drive back into derby to pick up the transit van, home, shower, load the bike, load the spares, load the beer, we are away for 5.30pm, up the a38, through mansfield to newark, dangerous remarks that the traffic coming in the opposite direction have their lights on and are soaking wet, as we head past coningsby the skies open, torrential rain bouncing off the road, vision is down to twenty feet, we stop off for the best fish and chips i've ever had in horncastle, ten minutes further on i pull off into a layby to scoff, the weather has turned biblical now, the rain on the van roof is frightening, we head along the recently re-surfaced a153, another brilliant biking road but not tonight, we get to cadwell at 8.45pm, it's almost dark, we park up behind des's van and unload the bike then set to getting the tent up, head-torches on and we discover that dangerous's lad who borrowed the tent for glastonbury, had lost a pole and the shock-cord had broken, the wind is picking up to near typhoon level now just for comedy effect, we are soaked, cold and swearing, tent finally up after a fashion, get the air beds and sleeping bags in and head over to des's party tent for a couple of well earned beers, des has a heater in there and we thaw out and try and get dry, we call it a day at 11.30pm and retire, the wind and rain is beating against the tent i'm tired but thinking about the racing is giving me a bad case of insomnia, i think about the faithless record, 'i can't get no sleep...', it's getting light when i eventually drop off after a long night.........

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