Photo-a-Day  (Tuesday, 28th May, 2019)

Good one Ron, wrecking our footpaths and countryside

Hideous contraptions. Smoke stench and cacophony. Beware the Riders of the Apocalypse.

Some are riding along the main roads. No tax or insurance or number plates,Some don't even wear crash helmets.

And the Government say we have enough police. This is what happens even on our roads. NO respect at all.

I got a ( jump on or else ) bikers lift one night , legions ago , which took me and my friends across the countryside . In the darkness bikers flew down this one very narrow path . I soon realised that my unknown biker , who was fighting for position , already had his will and testimony in place as I bounced for dear life , thinking this will not end well ...
It did end well, with a quite extraordinary feeling of exhilaration, as we arrived at the bottom. A feeling I remember to this day .
It was utter madness at the time , so many bikers in the darkness, in such a narrow space , but we got lucky , believe me .
I refuse to condemn the above, that which I did myself . Or , was somewhat part of ...

Great photo Ron. Captures the interaction between the two riders. I've come across a group of riders (well organised, well kitted out, helmets on, in formation) leaving Rabbit Rocks via the canal. In fairness they were polite and respectful....I recall the leader of the group issuing hand signals to slow down as they passed us by. In the Plantations I have also seen numerous scroats on their (illegal) midget bikes, loud and aggressive looking, enjoying their careless intimidating attitudes. Like Xpat, also been there, done that, but only as a (rear facing) passenger! What's the answer?

Xpat poses an intriguing question.
Do we excuse current violations simply because we were once guilty of them ourselves?

Beware The Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse, the thunder rolled both day and night.
Went to a nightclub in Chicago about 45yrs ago, it was named "The Four Horsemen".

My mates and I used to blast down the same footpath in 1968 on our Lambretta scooters. (Managed 55 mph!) We got paid back for it...we both crashed into a ditch, the scooters fell on top of us and we couldn't walk for a few days. Our scooters were taxed, insured and roadworthy - so why were we so stupid? Taking risks and breaking the rules always seemed more exciting at the time. Painful though and we never did it again...