This week I've been getting used to the short ride to work. Having done pretty decent miles to get to work all my life, the short little trip is unusual for me. Just as I'm really relaxing into the ride, I'm at work. Look, I'm not complaining, far from it. It's just a bit unusual at the moment.
With that in mind, I went out to meet my friend Ben, who was down from London, just outside Yeovil, for what was my first social ride in a very long time and it was brilliant.
Ben was heading back to North London after spending a few days down on the Somerset coast, and asked me if I fancied catching up, taking advantage of some of the nice roads in the area as he headed home. Seemed a good excuse to me.
So meeting in the Diners Delight on the A303 (Diner..yes...delight? not sure) the plan was the head back to Yeovil, pick up the A30 and ride it all the way to Winchester taking in Shaftsbury and Salisbury. From there, the plan was to take in a quick stop at Loomies where we could part after a drink and a sarnie. The A30 is a great road for riding; not too busy and it flows really nicely, so it really was the only choice for our needs.
With a Bank Holiday weekend upon us and with clear blue sky and beautiful sunshine, bikes were everywhere and when we got to Loomies, it was packed.
With that in mind, I went out to meet my friend Ben, who was down from London, just outside Yeovil, for what was my first social ride in a very long time and it was brilliant.
Ben was heading back to North London after spending a few days down on the Somerset coast, and asked me if I fancied catching up, taking advantage of some of the nice roads in the area as he headed home. Seemed a good excuse to me.
So meeting in the Diners Delight on the A303 (Diner..yes...delight? not sure) the plan was the head back to Yeovil, pick up the A30 and ride it all the way to Winchester taking in Shaftsbury and Salisbury. From there, the plan was to take in a quick stop at Loomies where we could part after a drink and a sarnie. The A30 is a great road for riding; not too busy and it flows really nicely, so it really was the only choice for our needs.
With a Bank Holiday weekend upon us and with clear blue sky and beautiful sunshine, bikes were everywhere and when we got to Loomies, it was packed.
Loomies is a funny little place. Much nicer than the Ace Cafe in North London and very much a different beast when it comes to it, but biker cafes are all the same. Riders, all very proud of their machines bring them down and strut around like they're the man, especially the guys with the latest high-tec bikes. It's almost like willy waving and its all very amusing. I'm exactly the same, I loved riding my Ducati up to the Ace Cafe where it really stood out when I first got it, but riding the 954, it doesn't matter as nobody gives it a second glance, so I just have a look around and get a cup of tea. Good tea at Loomies too.
We all take pride in our machines and so we should. It doesn't matter if you're riding a damaged 954 like me, the dirtiest Blade I've ever seen, like Bens, a cruiser or the R1r that pulled in when we were there, bikes are bikes and bikers are bikers. Its the best way to travel.
We all take pride in our machines and so we should. It doesn't matter if you're riding a damaged 954 like me, the dirtiest Blade I've ever seen, like Bens, a cruiser or the R1r that pulled in when we were there, bikes are bikes and bikers are bikers. Its the best way to travel.
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