Just back from a vacation (by car
) with my wife, in Denmark.
One afternoon as I stood on the balcony with some delicious red wine, pondering my next move, I suddenly heard the lovely sound of a two cylindered bike.
A quite new Rt1250 GSA entered the small parking lot very slowly.
Rider tried to paddle it bakwards into the parking space, and swooosh, down he went.
It took a few seconds ( reflexes a bit slow due to the before mentioned wine) until I figured he might need help, but just as I turned to run down the stairs, a gardner popped up from nowhere and lifted the bike upright .
Spoke to the rider later on. No damages to bike. Rider ashamed though....I know that feeling.
As it turns out, he used to own a ST1300. He missed the quietness!
Just saying...
Stu
) with my wife, in Denmark.One afternoon as I stood on the balcony with some delicious red wine, pondering my next move, I suddenly heard the lovely sound of a two cylindered bike.
A quite new Rt1250 GSA entered the small parking lot very slowly.
Rider tried to paddle it bakwards into the parking space, and swooosh, down he went.
It took a few seconds ( reflexes a bit slow due to the before mentioned wine) until I figured he might need help, but just as I turned to run down the stairs, a gardner popped up from nowhere and lifted the bike upright .
Spoke to the rider later on. No damages to bike. Rider ashamed though....I know that feeling.
As it turns out, he used to own a ST1300. He missed the quietness!
Just saying...
Stu
