Monday 31 August 2009

Lake Tahoe

It appears that not only am I a bad-ass dude, I'm also "radical", "a stud" and "the sort of person you normally only read about", and today an American family bought me an ice cream in recognition of my endeavours.

I'm in California, I've got a bike licence - there's only one thing to do - rent a Harley.

Before I got on the bike a Harley owner told me once I'd ridden one there'd be no going back. I'm not so sure. Like going to Vegas, I'm glad I did it but I'm in no great hurry to do it again.