Was on a training course out in the country (Newbury) and found a fantastic road to come home on, tearing along when the right-hander tightened, no problem, ****, the camber changes & drops off too, towards that barbed wire fence, oohh, that gravel's not ideal!
Pucker.
In that split second of telling myself to ignore all the **** scary stuff and look where the hell I was wanting to go the front came up off the change in camber and I was closer to soiling myself than ever before or since.
Then I found myself out the other side, eyes wide, swallowing hard and the thump from my heart seemed to be wobbling the bars. I slowed to a crawl, opened my visor and tried to enjoy the scenery.
I feel a bit shaky just thinking about it.
Who's idea was this anyway?!
Mummy!
