More Niken re­sent­ment, con­cern over drugs and Pints Peak.

I’ve just had three days with a mis­tress loan bike and feel like I’ve be­smirched my true bike. It all started when my bike went in for a rou­tine ser­vice, to be done while I waited. How­ever, it turned out my bike needed re­place­ment down pipes, un­der war­ranty, as the ex­haust flaps had seized open. My work com­mit­ments and the dealer’s diary did not align so I got a BMW R ninet Ur­ban GS as a loan bike for three days… I had it from Thurs­day to Satur­day and each day was a heady ex­pe­ri­ence. I found ex­cuses to go out on the Ur­ban when I would nor­mally have taken my push bike. I felt like a teenager on a se­ries of dates, but also guilty be­cause my poor old sick girl was in the dealer’s get­ting a new set of pipes. The three days passed quickly and when I re­turn the R ninet I even en­quired about the cost of buy­ing an ex-demo. Per­haps even the bike I’d been with! But when I got back on my old girl I re­alised it’d been a tem­po­rary in­fat­u­a­tion, and the fever sub­sided. But oh that loan bike was so good. BMW’S R ninet Ur­ban G/S with spoke wheels and knob­blies is a lovely fun bike and just right for mess­ing about around town. It cap­tured my heart even though it was just for a short time. Richard Sy­monds, email Fear not Richard your in­dis­cre­tion stays strictly be­tween you and us. HW

Il­licit a airs are best car­ried out in wood­land

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