I’ve received this ride-report anonymously (no, not me) from one of the LB members, and believe it to be completely true after speaking to a couple of people. Whilst we musn’t condone breaking the law on our bikes, I thought it would prove an interesting read to you all:
Well I had to work but managed to leave at just gone 10 in moorgate. Decided for some reason to see what was happening at the bridge on the way home. Lots of bikes of all desriptions, shed loads of Gixxer thou’s. Anyway, quite a high profile police presence so no antics kicking off.
Queued for ages but got a tea and a hot dog. Was thinking about making a move when I bumped into another LB’er, by a fluke he parked up next to me.
Anyway, we had a chat and looked over each others bikes The police went and then the antics started. Some guy was pulling some stonking and very quick wheelies back and forwards. He nearly binned it when someone turned right across the road infront of him but fortunately escaped. He performed a few passes and dissapeared before the police turned up again.
After this, some dude on a Pizza bike was pulling wheelies with his L plate scraping the ground, he was with some dude on a small bike with a top box who was virtually pulling 12 o’clockers. Well they entertained the crowds for a while. There were a few on quads circling on 2 wheels only and doing burnouts.
Well it all went quiet, people had started moving and so I decided it was time to move. Anon LB’er #2 was going as well. So we kind of left the bridge, he was supposed to be going North and I was going South. Well I gave it large away from the bridge, just had to be done, hooning rounmd the traffic. Slowed and looked in mirror to see a headlight, it had to be anon LB’er #2. Thought he was up for a race so that was it, red rag to a bull. Down to roundabout, turned right through the road with speed humps. Red light so pulled a small stoppie for good measure. Lights changed while back wheel in air and anon LB’er #2 got the jump. Screamed off behind him and he was waving in the air, didn’t know what he meant but read it as to go left at the end. At this point I noticed blue flashing lights approaching rapidly so I was off like a shot. I went left, anon LB’er #2 went right, I tucked down the inside of a queue of cars hoping that they would not spot me, well they didn’t come my way. Turned right at the lights and cruised down the road at a sedate pace. As I came past battersea I found anon LB’er #2 coming out of a side turning with the rozzers in hot pursuit. Wrong side of a traffic island and through a red light. I had no option but to crack it one so off I went again.
Took the next left and found anon LB’er #2 was following me. Went through some temp traffic lights and flew down the road. Not sure where anyone was behind me, just wanted to get away. Took a left someplace followed by a right and landed up going through some dodgy back streets before landing up at Clapham Common. No sign of anon LB’er #2 or the police. Result. Behaved myself in Wandsworth and out the other side. Up West Hill, no worries now. How wrong can you be. Caught up with a police BMW, didn’t want to overtake so sat behind at a safish distance. Landed up on the inside lane to it, thought I would be fine. No, car slows down and they glare at me as I start to go past on the inside. Not liking the look of it I dived into a garage, convenient that was there! I then came out of the garage to watch the police pulling over at the next turn off, damn it. I have no option but to come out of the garage and go their way. So I wasted some time, filled up with juice and changed my kit round, went from wearing green to wearing black. Walked out of the garage to see where they were, still sitting there. Found an alleyway so made the decision to go down it. Turns out it was a dead end! Just parked bike, removed outer clothing, this gortex stuff is great. Put kit over back of bike so that it didn’t show up and went for a walk.
Well no sign of the old police, they had gone, question was, where? Well I walked up and down the road whilst trying to waste some time. Never saw them so went back to alley. What a masking job, you could not see the bike at all! So I went, re-kitted and turned around. Zipped off back through some back streets back to my flat. Job done, lets just hope they did not get the plate!
Was good to see my partner in crime on Saturday. Even better to hear how complimentary he was about my riding skills! Glad he got away as well. Don’t really want to have to do that too often, years since I did before.
