|Alf's V-Max and My Virago|
Somehwere in the West of Ireland
|Alf, Jennifer and I - |
The Goofy looking Fella ecstatic
to be next to the lovely Jennifer.
Bantry, Co. Cork, Ireland
When it was time to leave the rain had only subsided a little bit and there was a constant drizzle in the air. The sea was slapping the sides of the bay area furiously and despite the fact that we were still quite a way from home, without hesitation or complaint Jennifer threw on her helmet and jacket and was ready to go for another bout against the Irish weather. Sure enough it wasn't long before we found ourselves in another torrential downpour. With Alf leading the way we inevitably made our way to Jennifer's aunt and uncle who took pity on their niece (and probably thought ill of both Alf and I) and allowed us in to dry our clothes and take warm showers... albeit, not together of course! A few cups of tea later and both Alf and I were amazed when Jennifer was ready to get going again. Her aunt lent her a neon yellow rain jacket and pants (hilarious really) and black garbage bags for Alf and I! (Even Funnier) Uncertain of her niece's sanity I could see Jennifer's aunt and uncle waving nervously good-bye from my rear view mirror as we drove into the rain storm again. By this point it had gotten so bad that we could not even ride past 30 miles an hour as traffic was building up and the roads were too slippery. The whole time I found myself constantly asking Jennifer if she was OK. I was worried that she may never actually speak to me again despite her apaprent bravery at facing the weather conditions on a motorcycle.
|Alf & I|
Bantry, Co. Cork, Ireland
What would normally take an hour so to get home inevitably took most of the evening. When we finally pulled into Jennifer's driveway she hoped off smiling as if she had just taken a trip down to the sunny coast of California instead of the rainy shores of Ireland. I found myself really enamoured with her so seeing that she didn't harbour any ill feelings towards Alf or especially myself for an otherwise soaking wet day, made me feel really giddy (yes, men can feel giddy too) and happy. This is despite the fact that I was pretty much frozen at this point and could barely feel my fingers anymore. She waved at us from her doorway as Alf and I drove off to our own homes. The next few days afterwards and Alf turned around to me and said: "She is pretty incredible you know." I agreed. "You should marry her!" he said. Less than a year later I did just that and have been smiling ever since!
|1987 Yamaha Virago 700cc|