Another Bright Sunday – Time For A Ride
It’s a beautiful day as I look out the window so I pull the covers off the fire breathing dragon (NO not my wife before any of the wits out there gets the wrong idea). Searched out all my riding gear and then pushed the Z750 out of the drive. It takes a few more kicks than usual to get her started (again not the wife the bike) but soon she roars into life. Excellent.
I pull off and soon find myself on the A5 single carriageway towards oop north and decide I’ll go visit Lonesome Steve at Northampton. A nice gentle ride along the A5 on the Kawasaki and all is good with the world, blue skies, cool breeze and the sound of the Kawasaki Twin in your ears, can’t be beat on a day like this. As I pass out of Towcester past the truck stop I see a big crowd of bikes in the car park, may have to check that out on the way back.
All too soon I arrive at a truck stop just off the M1 where Lonesome has his home in the layby. A simple affair of a van with just enough conveniences to keep a man going. So he is still here I think as I dismount. And the man himself steps out to greet me having heard the sound of the Kawasaki arriving. Seems I have stopped him from getting about the business of having a lazy day, so apologies to Steve.
After a pleasant hour or so putting the world and everyone we know to rights I decide to leave the gent to his peaceful day and head off back home. I take a little back road just across the M1 and through a village to cut off a corner and soon find myself back on the A5 enjoying the ride at my own pace in the sun. I pass the transport cafe and look across, still a few bikes there but can’t be arsed to go across so I continue home.
Again all too quickly the journey is over, and I’m outside my house dismounting the Z750. Another joyful and uneventful plod of a ride over, I put the beast back in its resting place. Life is good when the stress is taken away with a no deadlines, no rush day of gentle riding on an old Japanese classic from kawasaki. Brilliant.