On a Roll

New dog; old trick

I looked down at Shadowfax playing dead in the middle of Nikki's street making an arse of himself and a pillock of me.

"I said, 'heel!' Not sit, beg, or freaking roll-over!" All I needed was his tail to wag and I'd have kicked him where I guess his nuts to be. Nah, really I'd jumped clear and then put my arms out in a half-hearted, "I didn't do it" manner toward Nikki now negotiating her own U-turn up the street; muttering to myself rather than remonstrating so as to limit the amount of attention the spill would draw.

Ian T (fellow Pan Plodder) told me this would happen if I applied full-lock and when I applied full lock it did.

It was early morning damp and I rolled back from his parking place on Nikki's driveway but, instead of following the habit of the past days in rolling onto the road, I turned Shadowfax edge-on to the drive ready to ride off it on a right out the patch. Nikki rode Left, instead though, so I slipped the clutch and turned to not only 'c-turn' (half a u-turn) the drive, but also the road to get going in the right direction (making a full u-turn across the curb); only left. Full lock.

Luckily, Nikki's neighbour watched the episode only seconds after telling her he'd had an ST1300 and that he'd dropped his. Now he had a chance to tell me I was not alone and in good spirit he helped me lift the lazy Shadowfax back up off the deck. It wasn't as much of a struggle as I'd thought. His resting position being quite high on his protectors. Excellent protection, in fact: really impressive. It didn't protect my id much, though, and nor did it protect me from the ride that was to follow...but that's another story.