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

Sunday, 10 October 2010

kent, early nineties, my bmw cutdown, me looking like judge jules with yellow shades, we had been up all night in the rave tent, dancing with the hells angels, more continentals there than brit's, we had travelled further than most of them and they had to come over the channel, great day's, 'you have the fire?'.......
converse, been wearing them for 35 years, i still get the same buzz buying them today as i did all those years ago, this is a pair of 'sailor jerry's', got these in florida, possibly five-six years ago.
sunday afternoon saw chris w, gordy, barse and me up at kev's 'le rock' open day, after a misty, cool morning the sun broke through and we made the short 20 mile run up to mansfield, tea in hand and time to catch up with the 'usual suspects', bob, midnight, crog, neil, wheeler and wayne, pleasant couple of hours chatting and i skinned out around 1400hrs, the police helicopter was hovering above the a38 as i joined it from the m1 junction 28, probably one of their last chances to extract some revenue from us, i meandered my way home down the 'b' roads and lanes enjoying the sunshine on a lovely autumn afternoon.