freddie2
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Riding any good distance or speed for me means getting the ferry to France and bikers here monitor our French Gendarmie's (cops) activities closely. There are (verified) story's of very steep on the spot fines for speeding in the region of 300 euros and they escort you to the ATM for the cash or they seize your bike for really excessive speed. Last year I heard they can now take away your licence on the spot if you exceed the posted speed limit by more than 30 kmh (19mph) which means you gotta order a tow truck to get back to the ferry!!
So this sets the scene........
I'm away with my old FZ6 about 3 years ago, ex-girlfriend on the back, on a beautiful day, beautiful recently re-surfaced road, life was good and a little boring at the 55mph limit, so i was riding at what felt good. There's a fork in the road ahead and as i get closer i just miss this guy running into the road from the turn off waving his arms franticly arty0011:
But no he was a cop not cheer leader, they had a mobile speed camera hidden behind the bill board at the fork, sneeky Monsieur Le Cop.
So all the above is going through my head and my ex can hear my expletive's down the two way coms we had, "fudging barstools, i'm gonna loose my **** bike". She asks "how fast were you going", "I wasn't looking down honey, i was trying not to run down the cop!"
After a little grin and a nod at the bike, the cop politely invited us into the back of their van and he takes all my details. He tells me i was doing 135k (85mph) and apologises if he had upset my trip to France but reminds me that i should slow down, ( I'm thinking it's a damn long walk back) and then he says that'll be a 60 euro fine...... i nearly kissed him and, trying to conceal the biggest sigh of relief, handed him the money and within 5 minutes we're off again.
I'm riding away thinking I've paid more money, been treated worse and enjoyed myself far less when I've had dinner in some french restaurants.
Life can deal some unexpected and pleasant cards sometimes, sure i wont be so lucky next time.
You got a favourite brush with the law? Missy doesn't need to answer this...
So this sets the scene........
I'm away with my old FZ6 about 3 years ago, ex-girlfriend on the back, on a beautiful day, beautiful recently re-surfaced road, life was good and a little boring at the 55mph limit, so i was riding at what felt good. There's a fork in the road ahead and as i get closer i just miss this guy running into the road from the turn off waving his arms franticly arty0011:
But no he was a cop not cheer leader, they had a mobile speed camera hidden behind the bill board at the fork, sneeky Monsieur Le Cop.
So all the above is going through my head and my ex can hear my expletive's down the two way coms we had, "fudging barstools, i'm gonna loose my **** bike". She asks "how fast were you going", "I wasn't looking down honey, i was trying not to run down the cop!"
After a little grin and a nod at the bike, the cop politely invited us into the back of their van and he takes all my details. He tells me i was doing 135k (85mph) and apologises if he had upset my trip to France but reminds me that i should slow down, ( I'm thinking it's a damn long walk back) and then he says that'll be a 60 euro fine...... i nearly kissed him and, trying to conceal the biggest sigh of relief, handed him the money and within 5 minutes we're off again.
I'm riding away thinking I've paid more money, been treated worse and enjoyed myself far less when I've had dinner in some french restaurants.
Life can deal some unexpected and pleasant cards sometimes, sure i wont be so lucky next time.
You got a favourite brush with the law? Missy doesn't need to answer this...