As soon as I sat on the seat, I wanted to go down again, but there was no mean to escape and I gripped my driver at his legs to keep me in the seat. Then with a big noise we shot away, I thought he would propel me already into heaven but we stayed on the street. We were at the Garda Lake and he wanted to take me up into the mountains. It was terrible the streets looked like snails gliding through the mountains and I had the impression that we were rather laying on the bike on one side then on the other, depending the curve !
When finally the ride was over and we arrived safe and sound at the café where we met the others, I climbed from the seat with shaking legs, my hair was in the air line and behind my ears, so that everybody laughed. I was not laughing, I still had to recover. Our poor friend when he saw his legs he had bruises on both legs which my fingers had left !
Not me !!!
When I had recovered I swore to myself and to the others, that this was the first and the last time I would ride on a bike !!
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That was funny. I still have to have my first ride on a motorbike. Maybe one day ... Happy new year to you and Mr G and ally our cats, especially Arthur.
ReplyDeleteI've only ever managed a short ride on a scooter and that was quite enough!
ReplyDeleteHappy New Year. I've ridden a small motorbike, but they are not for me.
ReplyDeleteIt is good to try things once! Happy New Year!
ReplyDeleteThe only thing I remember from my ride over rather straight roads was a numb bum. I had always wanted to have my motor license, but after that I forgot all about it. I will stick with car and bus!
ReplyDeleteOh my, that does not sounds a good experience....I understand it was your last ride!
ReplyDeleteI used to ride motorbike when young but it was more like bicycle with motor. Very small, easy to operate and not designed to have high speed. I'd be scared to ride Harley Davidson....!