Her Majestys' Constabulary

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6.30 this morning out for a empty road blast. Into North Wales and heading to LLangollen and a bit before LLandegla came up on a Race Rep doing 60. Followed it for a bit and thought "Sod This" and passed him expecting him to fly past me which he did. I followed him over Llandegla Moor and slowed for the Speed Cameras and up the Mountain towards the Ponderosa Cafe on his back wheel. Flashing Blue Lights and I pulled into the lay-by and He turns out to be a Plod in Stealth Mode on a BMW. There goes my Licence. I thought about telling him that I cant ride it slowly as it's awful below 3500 RPM and the short and very loud Megas are to hide the stupidly noisy and badly engineered straight cut gear noise and the Black and White number plate is for the D Day anniversary, but before I could open my mouth "that's a stunning bike and it goes really well and I can't believe you kept up with me. Can I sit on it? and here's my phone, take a photo, and I had to give it loads to stay ahead of you or I would have had to do you because of the video evidence, and if I see you doing that speed again I'll book you and thanks for the ride I enjoyed it and it sounds Fekin brilliant". There is a God.(North Wales, Landegla Moor,Llangollen,Horseshoe Pass, for those that know no explanation is needed, for those that don't, no explanation is possible) and 163 Miles today!!!
 
Brilliant!
Range of emotions as I read through.."oh no...heh heh great excuses but won't work...what? you're kidding...fantastic!"
 
There are some good old bike cops around but then have come across a few nasty ones as well, had a simlar thing happen to me in my yonger days while on my old Norton, found out a few weeks later it was a old school mate that I taught how to ride and he jioned to police force, hard to see their face when wearing their full face helmets.

Ashley
 
The UK Motorcycle Police are fantastic. Two quick stories...1/ In the mid 70s, I had just finished running in my 650SS after a rebuild. On the Andover by pass I thought "I wonder what it will do", there was no body around, no traffic, so off we went. The chronometric speedo showed 125 mph, and I thought that was enough, so I backed off. Next thing having slowed to about 80mph, a white MGB GTV8 pulled up alongside. The driver indicated that I should pull over, as there was a blue light flashing I thought "oh dear, there goes my licence", so I pulled over. Turned out that the driver was a motorcycle policeman running in the Hampshire Polices' nice shiny, new "Q" car, an unmarked police car. He went though the usual rigmarole, then said that I was a lucky boy, because he was technically off duty, and his brother worked at Nortons, he liked Nortons and wouldn't book me. Then we had a nice chat about motorcycles and he told me not to do it again.

Story 2/ About the same time as Tale 1, on a ride around in Hampshire, I came up behind an Interplod. At the time there was a 50mph speed limit on non motorway roads. Anyway the Interplod was cruising along in the 60 to 70 mph range. I maintained a sensible distance and followed him. Gradually he picked up his speed to the 70 to 80 mph range. We rode along like this for probably 25 or 30 miles, slowing down to the speed limit though towns and villages, riding sensibly but fast. He eventually turned off with a wave and I went on my way.

I have always admired the UK motorcycle police, brilliantly trained and really good riders.
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wakeup
 
It was 1978 , I had a new RD250E at the time ,one day I knew a police motorcyclist was behind me & following,but didn’t realise he was chasing me , I was on a dual carriageway & stopped me at a roundabout,he been trying to stop me for about 4 Miles ,his bike was the Honda CB 200 with a huge fairing & panniers on with a great whipped ariel,I was a very remorseful 18 year old in his presence when he downloaded on me the consequences of speeding, he asked for my licence which I immediately gave him & inside was the pass certificate of the bike test , yep I only passed that day,he checked the date on the pass slip & laughed, asked me what time I’d taken the test , “ about an hour ago “ I replied , he then told me to clear off .
 
Mid-70's, 60 mile ride home around midnight on my Norton 750 Commando having been chucked out at closing time from our Friday night biker pub. It was a chilly November evening, I was doing 80+ mph on dual carriageway which entered a 1/2 mile stretch of 40 mph zone as it went through a small village then back up to dual carriageway again. I didn't slow down much as I passed through the village and I hadn't spotted the policeman parked up sitting astride his new BMW either. About 20 miles down the road he overtook me and pulled me over. He explained that he 'thought' my speed was a bit excessive and to heed his caution, then we had a long chat about the virtues of the Norton and how he recently had to hand the keys back on his 850 Commando as the local force were now assigned the BMW's which he was not at all happy with. We parted with a wave and a smile... aah the good old days.
 
I got pulled by a plain clothes Police car on the motorway a few years back after overtaking some drivers badly hogging the inside lanes and was told 'If your speed was over 100 there is a lot of paperwork to do - I can't quite see it properly can you tell me what it says? OK 96 it is then'.

Show them respect and hope they've had a reasonable day.

Now imagine Police bike cops on Norton 961 Commandos...
 
Been there, have stories to share in person over a brew. Nowadays I just try and obey the two cardinal rules.
1. Don't hit anything.
2. Don't get caught.
 
Yup. Got away with stuff quite a few times in the past. Civil servant courtesy. That and not being an asshole helps.
 
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