Although for the purposes of non-identification, I've chosen to show only one on this occasion. Nonetheless, how marvellous to be able to strap myself into leather gear and whip out my old throbber for the purposes of giving it a good thrashing at the Margate Meltdown today! There must have been a couple of thousand others who had the same idea, judging by the turnout. But nowhere near the 30,000 ludicrously predicted by the Kent rozzers.
I must say, the Wall of Death was the best three quidsworth you could possibly hope to have with your clothes on in these parts! It was also a chance to catch up with biker chums from the smoke (London) who'd hogged out all the way from the famous Ace Cafe on the North Circular.
One chap told of a lucky escape when, approaching 170mph on the Thanet Way, he glanced in his mirror to see one of those souped up cop cars with its blues and twos going, right up his derriere. Quickly dropping down to something closer to the legal limit, and preparing to be pulled over, imagine his surprise and delight when the woodentops overtook him and roared off over the horizon. Presumably they had something more serious to attend to, such as a last minute pensions meeting or an unexpected delivery of Krispy Kremes at the police canteen!
Meltdown (& Margate) reviewed on Adventures in Mattress Land blog
More photos here on White Dalton Motorcycle Solicitor's blog