Why oh why do so many motorcyclists seem to have an in-built death wish.
The main road between Exmouth and Exeter, the A376, has for many many years, been the subject of discussion regarding upgrading. It is totally inadequate for the volume of traffic that uses it on a daily basis. This morning, travelling back from Exeter, I had a motorcyclist on my tail, I had been watching him in my rear view mirrors, overtaking the vehicles behind me, by dodging those vehicles going in the opposite direction. As we approached a set of traffice lights he edged ever closer to my vehicle and was obviously preparing himself for what turned out to be a most idiotic manoeuvre. I was in a line of traffic with an enormous artic about 5 cars in front of me, with quite a number of cars in front of him. There was an almighty roar and this motorcyclist went past me and everything else in sight, he/she was lying flat on the fuel tank, presumably to minimise wind resistance! I kid you not, but he really must have been doing well in excess of 100mph in completing this move. I really don't mind if it is his choice to wrap himself around a tree or suchlike but, unfortunately they often manage to take some unsuspecting innocent person with them.
A couple of weeks ago I was driving in a line of traffic on a B road between Exmouth and East Budleigh. Once again a motorcyclist was behind me, having already overtaken others, and I was watching him in my mirrors. As we were driving along, this motorcyclist was weaving from side to side behind me, but not in upright mode, he was leaning over as far as possible in each direction with his knees virtually touching the tarmac. The movement reminded me of the F1 drivers on the lap before the start of a race, where they too go from side to side to get the tyres warmed up. As we approached a right turn off the road, with bollards and lighting, this idiot does no more than decide to overtake the 7 or 8 cars in the line, ON THE WRONG SIDE OF THE BOLLARDS.
There is a telegraph pole on the A376, where there is constantly a bunch of flowers at its base. A good guess could probably be made as to why.
When you see a motorcycle being ridden well, it is a pleasure to see. Unfortunately these instances are far too rare. I can remember seeing a motorcyclist on my way to work everyday in the eighties. The bike was being ridden very well indeed. It was a very big bike but, the rider was very small. There was an occasion when I saw the rider get off the bike and remove their helmet. To my absolute amazement the rider was a mere strip of a lass, but she certainly knew how to handle that bike!