i come from another planet, baby

lost in derbyshire today. solo ride on the supermoto, green lanes and un-made roads, crossings for toads, [well, it is spring after-all, a time when a young toads thought's turn to.....] there's just something about getting off the well-beaten track. fuck matlock. come the zombie apocalypse all the bikers will head to matlock on sunday and be clawing at the door of the chippy. sad. there's a whole world out there beyond the usual 'biker' destinations, a world of wet, muddy lanes, loose gravel and broken roads, stopping to admire the view and listening to the birdsong and the beauty of it is that it's on your doorstep, you don't need an adventure bike or ferry tickets to discover new world's, just turn off that usual route that you ride, the one we are all guilty of riding. try it. pick a lane and explore, you might have to wash your bike down afterwards but it's better than checking out the rim-tape, lairy paint-job's or 'shorty' levers and mingling with the sheep.........