Despite a couple of fellow Brits insisting on making it rain, by forecasting sunshine, it was sunny this a.m.
Great, I'll get out then. Only to find dark clouds building from the South. Grr!
Nipped to buy another set of Torx Allen set (maybe the odd rattle is the old set saying 'Hiya').
Better, but not yet clear skies, grr!
Went shopping and came out to S-U-N-S-H-I-N-E! YEeees!
Time do do some lane snurgling. Dropped the shopping, used the new Torx and away.
What a time to keep running into roadworks! All over the place.
Got stuck behind a second lane hogging flatbed 4x4. Pondered flashing but had a feeling with our local non tax paying camp site being busier than for the Christmas shopping, or Grand National that it would end in road rage.
Finally, he drops to slow lane and I took the blighter. Only to find a layby full of traffic cops. Lucky I chose a steady take, rather than the p'd off V8 charge then.
Into the lanes surrounding Delamere Forest. Bit wary after all the recent rain, turned out rightly so.
Fortunately no other traffic trying to turn the SLK into a pricey bath tub by swamping me.
Lots of walker, all aware of the V8 and all slowed down for. Plenty of 'thank you' waves and no victory salutes etc.
Lots of push bikes. Mixed bunch. Some good, who thanked me for being patient and wide. Some with a death wish. One came along side my driver's door (RHD) as I pulled away from lights. Who then started wobbling into the car, so I hit the brakes only for dumbo to make a LEFT TURN. A lot of drivers do not check mirrors pulling from lights and he would have ended under, or over the bonnet! Lucky for him that I am a biker and aware two wheels can pootle past when you pull from a standstill.
Then 4 of the blighters came zooming out of a single track side road into a mian country lane with zero intention of stopping. Testimony to the 55's six pot fronts that I stopped without turning it into a full on emergency stop. (I'd glimpsed a head of one of them through the hedgerow a moment earlier and was prepared.
Watching the lead rider do a reverse wheelie on his front wheel raised a smile. As did the rest of the bunch shouting about the self pleasuring aspect of a topless drive. A whole 5 seconds of testing the horn was the reply.
Traffic cops were in season it seems. They were oozing from every orifice. No hiding in the side roads.
Made no difference (other than a few smiles for the boys in blue), an absolute pleasure drive.
Nice to just be out for myself for a change and not ferrying shopping, or running folks to medical appointment.
Yes, an SLK brings joy if out for a blast. But it also brings fun if just bimbling the lanes.
I is happy, happy.
Now to find out what the lads are forecasting tomorrow. Better than the Met Office they are!
