You put me in mind of that rather homoerotic passage in T.E.
Lawrence's _The Mint_ where he races a biplane from the
ground on his motorcycle.
Not that I'm advocating motorcycles - nasty smelly things.
Real men race planes on their bikes.
Elisa Francesca Roselli Ile de France
Pete Biggs wrote:
> On a sunny afternoon, go to Barnes or thereabouts and
> ride under the aeroplane flightpath to Heathrow. No
> maps, no route planning, no looking at signs. Just
> follow the planes!
>
> The actual cycling isn't great in terms of the roads &
> traffic, but it's wonderful too see and hear so many
> jumbos flying that low, directly above, gradually getting
> towards roof-scraping height - an experience that you
> can't get from a car/bus/train, and walking it would be
> too much. Can't be so nice for the residents... but that's
> another subject.
>
> Take detours down some of the side streets to get a better
> (surreal) view along the way then return to the main roads
> when necessary. There is a parallel road disturbingly
> close to the landing runway so you can watch the landings
> side-on. Those under 6'2" will need something to stand on
> as a crash barrier in the fencing obscures most of the
> view (very small children may be able to see under
> it....or adults lying down, but you will look strange!).
>
> ~PB
