Damsel on a Bike

Is it my imagination or does everyone ride motorbikes in the UK?

Over the weekend, Darth Vadar and I hopped on his bike and took off from Plymouth.  We must have passed a hundred motorbikes as we sped past farms, herds of sheep, and the green and rolling hills of England. The roads were narrow and winding, and it was nice to get out into the country side. This picture was taken near Kingsbridge.

I have to admit that though it's been years since I rode a bike as a passenger, it was quite nice to ride with Darth Vadar. Why does it feel like I'm riding through Camelot on a knight's horse? Could it be his helmet? His gloves with the reinforced knuckle guards? The boots? The bullet-proof leather jacket? All I know is, when he puts on his gear, he's no longer "just a guy"; he becomes the archetypal warrior. And I'm no longer "just a gal" but a court's lady-in-waiting. This, combined with speed, the wind, and that fact that we're in the land of King Arthur and the Knights of the Round Table, makes for a nice break from the studies, indeed.

Comments

[Darth Vader]

Well slim, what can I say - the Sith protects me (and you) as I journey on the motorcycle to destinations unknown. :)

I do feel like a warrior when I put on all that gear, especially when I feel like I go into battle sometimes against the "cagers" (what some of us call those who drive cars). Ever on the defensive, I feel a little better protected when I am in full battle dress, just in case the unmentionable occurs.

And I look cool for the chicks too... ;-)