Join Date: Jul 2010
Location: Basel, , Switzerland
Re: Iron pig II
Pick a motorbike up from Chur and ride it back to Basel.
Sounds simple and easy..
..Only Slammer doesn`t..
Got the bike, kicked the tires and lit the fires.
She was freshly MFKed however at the MFK they took away the police toys like the NahNah NahNah horn and the cool blue flashing lights.
Bummer, now I had to imagine the lightshow and sing NahNah NahNah into my helmet.
Slammer does things like that.
I rode up under a brilliant blue sky on a bone dry Autobahn, through Chur and past Sargans, high craggy rocky mountains capped with snow, wound along the Fjord like Walensee into the dusk, the mountains glowed orange and red with the setting sun, a fantastic ride. Getting near to Zürich almost at Ziegelbrücke.
I was enjoying riding a ex-police bike as other motorists did not know that the bike had a "ex" prefix.
Cars would slow down to the regulation speed limit as soon as they saw the white fairing and Police bike layout. I was enjoying myself snicking up behind a BMW or a Merc or a Porche and did my best not to giggle when they reduced speed to the regulation speed limits.
Oh fun, fun, fun! I was gonna enjoy riding this bike.
When IP1 was running low on fuel she would whine like any woman and I knew that I had roughly 10 Klicks left until game over.
Not IP2 , IP2 just stops dead when the needle hits 1/4..
Now the tables turned and motorists looked at my predicament with glee thinking cop bike, stupid idiot walking, lets give the bugger the finger and do a Nelson.
IP2 became a Draisine 600 meters short of the next exit, an hour later I had a few liters of petrol in a juice container and was walking back along the motorway.
Did I mention that next to the exit was also a police station?
Seems like they too had seen a police bike and not an ex-police bike and were wondering where the rider, their "colleague," had gotten to.
I walked back to two waiting patrol cars, four cops pawed and mauled me for 10 minutes or so before loosing interest, I was wished a "Gute Reise" and they left.
Back in Basel by ten.
Without men civilization would last untill the oil needs changing.