The first time I went to Ireland there was an Irish lad on the campsite who'd snapped his clutch cable. He knew a bike repairer about 12 miles away who might be able to sort it out so we set off with him in front then at any juctions he'd slow down, I'd shoot off in front and block the road Police style ( quiet roads thankfully) while he shot out of the juction without having to stop. Manage to get him there and get his bike fixed.....I didn't buy much beer that night!!!
