He’s got an African Twin with dual purpose tyres, still goes well on the road. I took out the Multi.
Started out at 8am and headed west.. 7-8 degs. That’s f**king cold here
the new Five winter gloves and heated bars worked well. Did just under 300km over 5 hrs with a coffee/sausage roll pit stop, a lunch stop and a finish off at the Cider brewery for a pint. Was good to be out with company on the bike. Been a fair while.
The blight on the day was a bloody Ferrari driver. We were cutting cross country on a quiet country back road, quite windy and undulating. I was in the lead and I encountered a sports car group coming the other way. Porches, Lambo’s and Ferraris mainly. The first part of the group had some pace but being pretty sensible. Then just as I was dropping into dip in the road I saw a van being over taken by a Ferrari dropping into another dip separated from me by a crest between us. I barely saw him move out before he disappeared from sight. It instantly became apparent it was likely I would meet him head on at the top of the crest. So I braked hard and pulled to the left. Sure enough he hit the top of the crest (where I had arrived slow and well to the left) completely on my side of the road, face full of shock when he saw me. I was close enough to give him the finger and my hand be about a metre from his face. Shudder to think what would have happened had I not caught that glimpse of him overtaking. F**king idiot.
