Tuesday 6 May 2014
Bank Holiday Blues (Sky, that is)
Something went very wrong in the southeast this weekend. For once, a bank holiday weekend was not heralded by storm, gale, sleet and contraflow. For once, all 3 days were - well - glorious.
I had to spend one of them at work, but on the Monday, blue sky above showing only the slightest wisps of cloud, I went riding. A proper ride, all day long.
We went early, with our usual coffee and brioche (I love that Pain Quotidien opens early on Sundays and Bank Holidays. Makes riding so much better), and headed south. Coffee is a riding essential. I don't know why - but motorcycles and coffee just go together.
The Met Office had mentioned possible rain later coming in from the west. Note to self - avoid the west. Especially after 2.5 hours cleaning the bike the day before.
We went down the A29 (mind the gatsos) to Arundel, and paid to go into the castle gardens. I recommend them.
When we parked up, we caught the eye of a 4 year old girl headed townwards by both parents. She was more interested in us and the bikes than going for ice-cream. Hang in there, lass. One day, I promise, you can have a Harley of your very own. And yes, it's much more fun than ice-cream.
After a lovely meander through the tulips - mainly tulips at the moment, those gigantic tall ones - and the greenhouse with its "Don't touch the Peaches" sign and a vast display of Schwarzkopf (does Schwarzkopf know about the plant? It's not a good ad for a hair day), we left for lunch as the packs of kiddies arrived to play.
Lunch is easy in Arundel, where there are many good places to go, and over the years, I've tried at least half of them.
On the way home, we split off from the A29 onto the A283, just to see where it comes out. I only know it from the Brighton side, as one of the various ways to avoid the evil M23. I love the days of rolling down whichever road takes my fancy, under blue skies with high altitude clouds "allowing for long sunny spells" - which has to be one of my favourite forecast phrases of all time.
I had to spend one of them at work, but on the Monday, blue sky above showing only the slightest wisps of cloud, I went riding. A proper ride, all day long.
We went early, with our usual coffee and brioche (I love that Pain Quotidien opens early on Sundays and Bank Holidays. Makes riding so much better), and headed south. Coffee is a riding essential. I don't know why - but motorcycles and coffee just go together.
The Met Office had mentioned possible rain later coming in from the west. Note to self - avoid the west. Especially after 2.5 hours cleaning the bike the day before.
We went down the A29 (mind the gatsos) to Arundel, and paid to go into the castle gardens. I recommend them.
When we parked up, we caught the eye of a 4 year old girl headed townwards by both parents. She was more interested in us and the bikes than going for ice-cream. Hang in there, lass. One day, I promise, you can have a Harley of your very own. And yes, it's much more fun than ice-cream.
After a lovely meander through the tulips - mainly tulips at the moment, those gigantic tall ones - and the greenhouse with its "Don't touch the Peaches" sign and a vast display of Schwarzkopf (does Schwarzkopf know about the plant? It's not a good ad for a hair day), we left for lunch as the packs of kiddies arrived to play.
Lunch is easy in Arundel, where there are many good places to go, and over the years, I've tried at least half of them.
On the way home, we split off from the A29 onto the A283, just to see where it comes out. I only know it from the Brighton side, as one of the various ways to avoid the evil M23. I love the days of rolling down whichever road takes my fancy, under blue skies with high altitude clouds "allowing for long sunny spells" - which has to be one of my favourite forecast phrases of all time.
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