NeilM
Well-Known Member
Just as we set off for a hack this morning the heavens opened and it poured down. One rapid donning of my Drizabone and we were good to go.
Like many, I have to ride through the village and up a road to get to the woods and at one point the road narrows to a single lane. As the OH and I were plodding though in the pouring rain, behind us there is the distinctive sound of a large Harley Davidson motorbike, H is not too bad with bikes, but this one was loud and the ar$e riding it insisted on revving it. At his third VROOM, I got cross and spun H round to face him, finding him behind a car that was following me. He was a fat bloke crammed into a biker leather jacket, black open face helmet and black aviator visor, I politely asked him to refrain from revving his bike....actually, that's a lie I told him to stop revving. I then turned to ride H out of the narrow bit and onto a wide pavement, to allow the traffic past. What does Pig on a Hog do, VROOM, VROOM VROOM. So I looked straight at him and spoke freely about how I thought he was being slightly inconsiderate, unfortunately due to the noise of his Hog, I had to speak loudly. I am now pretty sure the whole village is aware of my thoughts on the matter.
What REALLY pi$$es me off is that I am a motorcyclist, I have been since I was a teenager, I also ride a Harley engined bike which is even louder than Pig on a Hog's bike, yet I am able to pass horses without disturbing them, mainly because I see no need to draw attention to myself by constantly revving it up.
Pointless rant I'm afraid and on the plus side we had a really nice ride and I was able to splash H though loads of puddles which is good for him, as it helps to convince him that crocodiles really are very rare in our woods, and then the sun came out
Like many, I have to ride through the village and up a road to get to the woods and at one point the road narrows to a single lane. As the OH and I were plodding though in the pouring rain, behind us there is the distinctive sound of a large Harley Davidson motorbike, H is not too bad with bikes, but this one was loud and the ar$e riding it insisted on revving it. At his third VROOM, I got cross and spun H round to face him, finding him behind a car that was following me. He was a fat bloke crammed into a biker leather jacket, black open face helmet and black aviator visor, I politely asked him to refrain from revving his bike....actually, that's a lie I told him to stop revving. I then turned to ride H out of the narrow bit and onto a wide pavement, to allow the traffic past. What does Pig on a Hog do, VROOM, VROOM VROOM. So I looked straight at him and spoke freely about how I thought he was being slightly inconsiderate, unfortunately due to the noise of his Hog, I had to speak loudly. I am now pretty sure the whole village is aware of my thoughts on the matter.
What REALLY pi$$es me off is that I am a motorcyclist, I have been since I was a teenager, I also ride a Harley engined bike which is even louder than Pig on a Hog's bike, yet I am able to pass horses without disturbing them, mainly because I see no need to draw attention to myself by constantly revving it up.
Pointless rant I'm afraid and on the plus side we had a really nice ride and I was able to splash H though loads of puddles which is good for him, as it helps to convince him that crocodiles really are very rare in our woods, and then the sun came out