Work didn't want / need me to work this Bank Holiday Monday, so as it was one of the hottest and finest days of the year so far, there was only one thing I was going to do. I left the house just before 09:00 and headed South towards Boxhill. The plan was to make a quick stop for coffee and then head down to see the coast at Worthing on the A24. There were loads of bikes out and I when I got to Boxhill I sat there, sipping the frankly disappointing coffee, listening to a group of riders talk about everything from crashes, to the MotoGP.
When I got down to Worthing the seafront was covered in sea mist, but I could smell the sea air so I got myself some food and just sat quietly on a bench, empting my mind whilst looking across the pebble beach. The local mods were having a meet at the foot of the pier and dispite not having a huge affection for them, there were some clearly loved machines on display.
I took the chance to head down to Brighton along the coast road which runs through a very industrial area between the two towns, which would have been better if I could have seen the sea. Brighton was heaving and I wanted to head back via Boxhill again so headed out of via the A23 and the A281 taking me back to the A24. Seeing all the traffic pooring into Brighton I was glad that I left early, but dispite this, there were still a fair few cars about, ruining some nice twisty roads. I say ruining, but they have every right to be there, I just wished they would drive a little faster.
All in all I spent around five and half hours on the bike and was very glad to get home at the end of it. My body was tired and I had burnt off nearly two tanks of fuel. Would I do the same trip again? maybe, but I'm in no hurry to do it again. NExt time I have a sunny day to myself, I'll find a different route to explore.
When I got down to Worthing the seafront was covered in sea mist, but I could smell the sea air so I got myself some food and just sat quietly on a bench, empting my mind whilst looking across the pebble beach. The local mods were having a meet at the foot of the pier and dispite not having a huge affection for them, there were some clearly loved machines on display.
I took the chance to head down to Brighton along the coast road which runs through a very industrial area between the two towns, which would have been better if I could have seen the sea. Brighton was heaving and I wanted to head back via Boxhill again so headed out of via the A23 and the A281 taking me back to the A24. Seeing all the traffic pooring into Brighton I was glad that I left early, but dispite this, there were still a fair few cars about, ruining some nice twisty roads. I say ruining, but they have every right to be there, I just wished they would drive a little faster.
All in all I spent around five and half hours on the bike and was very glad to get home at the end of it. My body was tired and I had burnt off nearly two tanks of fuel. Would I do the same trip again? maybe, but I'm in no hurry to do it again. NExt time I have a sunny day to myself, I'll find a different route to explore.
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