Not being one for foreign wanderings I can honestly say I have never before ridden a bike in heat like that today. I ended up getting on the M1 at about 4:30 and even with my jacket undone[0] and doing a ton it was still like there was a giant hairdryer in front of me[1]. I was glad to be once again back up North, although the heat wave has hit Northumberland as well, to the extent that there was only 3" of snow today! Anyway, the real point of this post was to thank Adie and Frag for entertaining me last night. Everybody *has* to go to Frag's house and see his new telly ... actually, don't bother - you can probably see it from where you are. Special thanks to Adie for putting me up last night. I was surprised to wake up at 5:30 to find her pussy in front of me[2], but she polished my helmet this morning[3], so I can't complain. Where were the rest of you Milton Keynes cunts? AFAIR none of you owe me any money, so I'll have to assume it was personal. [0] I did consider riding in shorts and a t-shirt, but decided I couldn't because I was travelling so far. On the journey I did try to work out why my brain thinks it is more risky to do a ton up the motorway in shorts than it is to do a ton on local roads in shorts, but I didn't come up with an answer. [1] "As opposed to a giant hairdryer under you". Yes, ha ha, very funny Champ/Cane/Bear/Darsy/Eddie/Whoever [2] (C) Lloyd & Croft 1973 [3] (C) Viz Magazine 1986 -- AndrewR, D.Bot (Celeritas) Kawasaki ZX-6R J1, Fiat Coupe 20v Turbo BOTAFOT#2,ITJWTFO#6,UKRMRM#1/13a,MCT#1,DFV#2,SKoGA#0 (and KotL) BotToS#5,SBS#25,IbW#34, DS#5, COSOC# Suspended, KotTFSTR# The speccy Geordie twat.
I went out for a ride round this evening while my thermometer was still showing about 30' and above 80 or 90 it was pleasantly cool , especially on tree lined country roads. Every time I slowed for lights or junctions though I started to cook very rapidly. I'm sure there is a lesson in there somewhere
I rode across Cyprus once in August. I couldn't wait to chop the hire bike in for an air-conditioned car. -- Krusty. http://www.muddystuff.co.uk http://www.muddystuff.us Off-road classifieds '02 MV Senna '03 Tiger (FOYRNB) '96 Tiger '79 Fantic 250
I had an interesting experience coming home today. Filtered up to the line at a set of lights, with a small patch of what looked like water on the road a bit back. Couldn't smell anything diesel-y, so thought nothing of it, and concentrated on the nice collection of cones that had been helpfully left in the middle of the crossroads. Set off with minimal gusto, only to find myself going nowhere and the back of the bike moving right. The bike set off normally when I tried a second time. I'm going to put it down to it being a kawasaki and me obviously not being enough of a twat, so it got bored and did it's own burnout.
ginge wrote Oddly enough I went out for a 10 minute ride today in just me jeans and no T shirt. Not cos I was particularly hot as I am quit happy with this heat but because it was the appropriate thing to do at the time considering all I was doing was moving the donor bike into the back garden.
It was a tad bloody hot in the South of France the week before last. Must have been 45 deg C. So hot you had to keep your visor down. Once we got to the hotel which was at 600 meters all was fine.
It takes 10 minutes for you to ride to your back garden? How big's your "estate"? Alternatively: exactly how slow were you riding?
Rode across the Spanish interior in August once, that was a tad warm. Stood under a lawn sprinkler till the leathers were saturated. They were bone dry three hours later.
It was probably coolant from someone's engine that was far too hot sitting at the lights and started to vent out of a breather somewhere. Coolant is very, very slippery stuff, much like diesel, and that's why it is banned from race bikes so it is kept away from tracks.
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