Most frightening stretch of road I know isn`t a high speed sweeper with deceptive bends , but a narrow lane leading from Tiltups End to Horsley , just south of Nailsworth in Gloucestershire ......
Travelling south on the A46 there is a lane which leads off towards Kingscote which I sometimes take ....... that`s no problem , but on the approach there is the start to another lane , the two just a few yards apart , and it`s this other lane which is the problem ........
Twice now I have taken the wrong lane by mistake ......... most recently just a few weeks ago ..........
As soon as I started down it I realised the mistake I had made , remembering it from before , but continued , thinking It couldn`t really be as bad as I recalled .......
It starts off fairly reasonably , lulling you into a false sense of security , but before long it narrows to one cars width , and starts to descend steeply .........
You carry on , thinking it can`t get any worse , but it gets steeper and steeper , with an off camber which keeps trying to drag you over to the wrong side of the road ( not that there really is a wrong side , as it`s so narrow ) .......
It`s then you`re confronted by the piece de resistance , or whatever the phrase is ........... a blind ( tall embankments either side ) , 90 degree , even steeper left hand bend , the road disappearing down from view completely , with the afore-mentioned off camber trying to force you to go straight on ........
So you`re now stuck , at a standstill , facing the opposite side of the lane , with the corner you wish to navigate now almost behind you , about 110 degrees immediately to your left ......... front brake fully on because of the gradient ......... front wheel in contact with the grass embankment on the opposite ( wrong ) side of the lane ......... right foot on the ground , but left foot dangling in mid air about two feet from the ground ..... ( due to gradient and off camber ) .......... hoping and praying you don`t lose your balance and fall over to the left ...... ( which would end up with the bike being virtually upside down .... due to , you guessed it ..... the camber and gradient ) ....... and wondering why you ever decided to carry on down here in the first place ........
Now follows a good five minutes ( at least ) , of edging backwards and forwards , trying to turn around and return in the opposite direction ... ( all thoughts of trying to get the bike facing in the original direction to try to negotiate that cliff like left hand bend forgotten ) ......
Eventually , after edging forward to bounce the front wheel off the grass embankment , in order to generate some rearward backward motion , with right foot trying to force the bike backwards against the camber and gradient ........ hoping your foot doesn`t slip on the loose gravel as you try to force the bike backwards ........ left foot still dangling in mid air , above the chasm to your left ......... eventually you get the bike more or less pointing in the right direction so you can now retrace you steps back up the ( very steep ) hill and escape from this living nightmare ........
It`s not over yet ........ The clutch , not surprisingly , has become increasingly pissed off with all this inching backwards and forwards , and when faced with a re-start back up the hill , makes it`s displeasure known by ceasing to behave like a clutch ........
The first two or three attempts to re-start up the hill are met by the clutch becoming coil -bound ........ refusing to slip as you pull away , but engaging with a wallop immediately ........ this un-controlled forward motion resulting in the bike making a bee-line to the embankment at the side of the lane , instead of travelling in a straight line up it ......( due to , you guessed it ... the now uphill gradient , and the off camber pulling the bike to the side , instead of allowing it to travel in the correct direction .... ) ........
...... BTW ...... When I say coil-bound , the clutch on this bike , an R1 ( sorry ) , has a single diaphram spring , not the usual half dozen little coil springs .... but the effect is the same ........ If I`d been on the Mirage , I`d probably still be stuck there now ......
In the end , the clutch gave up all attempts at dis-engaging ...... but I finally managed to launch the bike off in a straight line , clutch lever pulled fully back against the bar , but still doing 15 mph if I wanted to or not ....... hoping and praying I didn`t meet anything coming the other way around the next blind bend ...... There was no room to pass , and I couldn`t have stopped anyway ..... ( .... There are houses at either end of the lane , but I would imagine they all use the main road when they venture out .... I know I bloody would ... ) .....
Made it back to the main road ( A46 ) ........ huge sigh of relief .... and the clutch had come back by now .........
Never , never , ever again .... unless it`s on the 125 trail bike I don`t have ......
........ As I said ..... absolutely terrifying ..........