Last updated 13th April 2019
Head behind the bubble
  • Home
  • Riders blog
  • Out there, riding - my articles
  • My Bikes - Past and Present
    • Ducati 1098s
    • Honda CBR954RR FireBlade
    • Ducati 695 Monster
    • Kawasaki ZX7-R
  • Motorcycle Media
  • My kit
  • Other rides
  • Videos
  • Bucket List
  • Contact me

July 16th, 2018

7/16/2018

0 Comments

 
Picture
London is by far and away, my least favourite place on earth. I can't say I've been everywhere, but for what I have experienced, London it is. The problem is Lords cricket ground is in London and well, I like cricket. It turns out my dad also likes cricket. Quite a lot in fact, so as you would expect, we go to Lords at least once a year and watch some good quality cricket. This leaves me with a dilemma; take the car and sit on the M3 and M25 motorways all the way to North London, or take the bike, make a road trip out of it, but have to ride up through London from the South. Yep, it was the latter.
Looking to avoid using my rucksack, I loaded up the Fireblade, managing to get everything I needed for the three day trip (one there, one for the game and one to get me back) into my two Kriega tank bags, kissed Carolina goodbye and headed East.
With everything that is going on at the moment, being able to forget it all and just ride was a great relief. All I needed to think about was positioning and the road. It was bliss. Even two unexpected sharp heavy showers around Salisbury and Winchester didn't dampen the ride, in fact the cooler air and rain were rather refreshing.
​Making good progress, I cut across the countryside along the A272 until I hit the A3, which is a well surfaced, quick, two lane carriageway hooking up London with the South Coast. Pointing the bike North, I clicked off the miles heading up through the Hindhead tunnel, dropping down two gears in the process and heading up past Guildford. Stopping for a quick refresh at the Services just before the M25, I knew I was a getting low on petrol, but not looking to pay the elevated prices, my plan was to carry on and stop at one of the stations deeper in town.
Now under the dome of the capital and heading up through New Malden and Wimbledon, I spotted an Esso garage at Kingston Vale and pulled in. Now, this is where my normally cordial veneer slipped. With the pump zeroed I was all ready to go, but the team behind the desk wouldn't turn the pump on. Wearing earplugs, I half heard and message over the tannoy and when it was repeated, I finally heard clearly. They were telling me to remove my helmet and being hot and now especially bothered, I lost it. Swearing rather loudly, I clipped everything back up on the bike, put my gloves back on and rode off, making as much noise as I could as I left. As I rode away, I realised that I had been highly immature and felt a little ashamed, however I still find these rules ridiculous. Cameras had seen me pull up, recording my registration in the process and if a station is going to enforce this policy, large clear signs at the pumps need to be there.
With the exception of the Supermarket brands, UK petrol stations work as franchises so there is no governing rule issued by the brand (Shell, Esso, BP) restricting the wearing of helmets. Its all down to local choice. On this occasion I was wearing full leathers on a searing hot day, with luggage clearly strapped to the bike and I wanted fuel, so why not give it to me? Oh you thought I was going to steal it then? Don't you have insurance? Oh you do, but you want to do all you can to stop being stolen from. Okay that's not a problem, then how about providing an alternative which doesn't discriminate against a particular motoring group, you know, like Pay at Pump! You do know that with this in place, it makes your life easier right? Well, the Supermarkets do and they have a much more user friendly, successful business model. A further irony was, that if I did remove my lid, then all they would have seen would have been my eyes and the top of my head as I wearing a Buff to shield against road fumes/pollen. I wonder what they would have done then?
Living down on the South Coast, this doesn't happen (well at least it doesn't happen to me) so I guess I just boiled over, a victim to the heat and my own preconceptions of not living in fear of my fellow man on a daily basis. The irony is that after filtering through pretty horrible queues all the way along the South Circular Road in Sheen, riding over Kew Bridge and up through Chiswick, getting seriously roasted in the process, I stopped at the BP by Gunnersbury Lane and filled up without incident, leaving my lid on the whole time. I even thanked the smiling cashier for not requesting I take off the lid, which was clearly a case of my guilt dictating my actions. One thing is for sure though, chalking it down to experience, I'm never using that Esso again, in the car or on the bike. 

​Now a bit calmer and full of fuel I realised I would be passing by the Ace Cafe. Having not been there for many, many years and even though I was only 15mins from my folks, I stopped for an overpriced coffee and muffin. The Ace is an iconic location, but in reality its nothing special. Its a roadside cafe with a large car park and a bit of history. Having done all the hard work in the sixties and seventies, maybe that's all it needs.
After a good days cricket on the Saturday, I set on the long Sunday ride home. Cutting back through London to the South, I realised that although I'd been to the Box Hill bike meet more times than I can remember, I've never actually ridden up to the top of box hill. If you've never done it, the view is well worth carving your way past the hundreds of cyclists who own the road.
The rest of the ride home was thankfully really enjoyable and uneventful. With the World Cup and Wimbledon finals on the same day, the roads were certainly quieter and that made a big difference. Putting the bike away I looked back across the weekend with fondness. Dad and I grabbed some great quality time, something we struggled to do when I lived 'at home', I forgot about my troubles and even with 'the great petrol station incident of 2018' its a weekend I'll look back on fondly.
​Bikes; they just have this way of tying everything together and making it all okay.
0 Comments

Your comment will be posted after it is approved.


Leave a Reply.

    Picture

    Me

    My name is Matt Brown and I'm a UK journalist formerly based in London, but now calling the South of England home. I've been riding bikes since 2007, but got hooked straight away. Nothing gives me the feeling of freedom, even when stuck in a city. In 2010 I became a RoSPA gold rider, but when it comes down to it, I'm Just a normal man, riding his bikes as often as he can.

    Archives

    April 2019
    March 2019
    February 2019
    January 2019
    December 2018
    November 2018
    October 2018
    September 2018
    August 2018
    July 2018
    June 2018
    May 2018
    April 2018
    March 2018
    February 2018
    January 2018
    December 2017
    November 2017
    October 2017
    September 2017
    August 2017
    July 2017
    June 2017
    May 2017
    April 2017
    March 2017
    February 2017
    January 2017
    December 2016
    November 2016
    October 2016
    September 2016
    August 2016
    July 2016
    June 2016
    May 2016
    April 2016
    March 2016
    February 2016
    January 2016
    December 2015
    November 2015
    October 2015
    September 2015
    August 2015
    July 2015
    June 2015
    May 2015
    April 2015
    March 2015
    February 2015
    January 2015
    December 2014
    November 2014
    October 2014
    September 2014
    August 2014
    July 2014
    June 2014
    May 2014
    April 2014
    March 2014
    February 2014
    January 2014
    December 2013
    November 2013
    October 2013
    September 2013
    August 2013
    July 2013
    June 2013
    May 2013
    April 2013
    March 2013
    February 2013
    January 2013
    December 2012
    November 2012
    October 2012

    Categories

    All
    1098
    Ducati
    FireBlade
    Monster
    Weather
    Zx7r

    View my profile on LinkedIn

    RSS Feed

Powered by Create your own unique website with customizable templates.