Err yes, the day didn't start out too well, with a salutary lesson in how 'dangerous' our pursuit is..
We'd just pulled in to the Emsworth Services on the A27 and turned to face the road when we saw a bike cartwheeling violently down the carriageway shedding parts each time it hit the deck.... closely followed and mimicked by its hapless jockey... BIG breaths of relief as following traffic stopped before they hit him and more as he rolled over onto his knees and then his feet...incredibly lucky guy...in fact if he'd've been wearing a jacket he probably wouldn't have even grazed his arms...
Bike thankfully was a write-off...though by the looks of it not for the first (or even the second) time..
Brighton was manic, with the madness starting a mile or so out... it was crazy 'every-man-for-himself' filtering (sorry gals) all the way down from the A27/A23 junction, with desperados cutting in and out from every direction... it made a F1 start straight look calm! Not particulary enjoyable with a young pillion to worry about too.
In fact, Brighton was simply too popular for its own good yesterday... being probably the last day of summer, every man and his dog decided to hit the coast and in addition there was a massive protest march (disgruntled cosseted public employees I think...the only surprise being that the teachers present decided to do it in their own time rather than on a schoolday...
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After a double tour of Madeira Drive, we were somewhat glad to get out and away and escape to the relative peace and breeze of the beautiful Sussex back roads (maybe I is gettin' old) and an ice-cream at Bury Hill... nice to see you again after so long, Garry... and love your X1