Scooting in Spain and Gibraltar Aug 15, 2006 19:07:45 GMT
Post by hodgeyboy on Aug 15, 2006 19:07:45 GMT
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Thought it was about time that I included some photos, so I took some pix on my way from Spain into Gibraltar. These two are my pride and joy on my drive and outside my house.
Scooting is just part of ordinary life out here, largely because of the climate. My Bank Manager goes to work on a scoot!
As I, and many others, live in Spain but work in Gib we cross the border twice a day, the world’s shortest International Frontier.
Now the Spanish would like to have Gibraltar back (they signed it away in 1715, I think, in return for Majorca, Mallorca and Florida – read the small print fellas!) So the crossing can take anything between 20 mins and two hours to complete – hence the major attraction of a scooter, you just nip in and cruise on by!.
Currently we have an RAF Fighter Sqdn of 6 Tornados in, so they’re on even more of a go slow by way of a protest. Two years ago when a Navy Nuclear submarine came in, they shut the border completely – for 2 days! Nothing in or out! And this is the 21st Century for cryin’ out loud!
Here I wait at the runway with the barriers down
Any way, just over the border you’ll find Gib Airport with its runway that crosses the main road in and out, so it works just like a level crossing. The airport facility is owned by the RAF but also operates as a regular airport with regular flight from the UK, but not Spain (see above!)
There goes a BA 737
As Gib is very small – Space is the number one issue. Another reason to stick to a scoot.
Parking is an art and it’s very much every man for themselves
Any idea how these drivers are getting out? Answers on a postcard, please, to the usual address.
Many just choose to leave their scooters by the border each night. They’ll get a lift to the border, walk across and then just hop on the scoot’ to get around Gib. In these pics alone there are hundreds!
There you go, then. Hope that you like the Pix. So, what’s scootin’ like in your part of the world, then?