Sarah and I drove down to the South Coast on Sunday afternoon/evening to spend a week away together. I took advantage and promised to buy Sarah some fish and chips if we went down to Poole bike night down at the Quay. The weather was damp and grey, but there were still around twenty bikes down there ranging from a Z1 to a nice Panigale. Again, at the height of the season, the place is utterly rammed, but the weather put pay to any serious numbers. I'll be making a point of doing a run down from London a few times this year as I feel that the last few years I've hardly been. Oh and the food was almost as lovely as the company.
I'll be back on the bike on Monday just in time for a trip to Snetteron for my first trackday of the year on Tuesday. I'll be taking my Drift HD ghost camera and I plan on getting some footage to post up on the site. I'm sure it won't be as polished as I would like it, but I know it will improve in time.
The temperature is due to peak at around 18 degrees on Sunday and I hope that Tuesday is warmish and dry. I hate trundling around a cold wet track. Cross fingers