Saturday, 12 March 2011

Detour, horse ahead.

I could be dead right now.

Ok so I'm putting my youtube on hold for a tad, and learning to ride a motorcycle instead so I don't need a taxi all the time.

I had my CBT today, and it didn't go great but at least I'm alive. The instructor was called 'Uncle Giles', the perfect start to the day. What was even more perfect is that I had no food or water since the night before, and bearing in mind the CBT ran until 4:30 PM I was quite frazzled, thirsty and hungry by the time the day was over.

Due to this I became increasingly frustrated with my instructor, and as I was probably zoned out while he explained pulling off and changing gears in a 'stately' manner, I was crap at both of those. Oh well.

He also didn't prepare me for the prospect of horses on the road. That's right, horses. I'll go through the scenario with you.


(I am riding along a country road, with my instructor behind giving me instructions in my ear)

Giles: Horse up ahead, give it a wide berth!
Me: Ok.
(Giles can't hear me, it's only a one way earpiece)
*Gives horse a wide berth*
The horse then puts its trollface on, and effectively blocks the road all of the way across until the oncoming traffic lane's curb.
Me: I had a nice life.
Then I zoom past within about a metre of space, thanking my lucky stars.
Giles: Oh shit, I didn't brief you on horses did I?

Thanks Uncle Giles!

I love almost dying, it makes me feel alive!

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