As part of our in-country training programme, the group had the opportunity to un-learn everything we had learnt to pass our CBT in the UK. I was disappointed to find out that our future motorbikes were not going to be real motorbikes after all but Honda Dreams. Oh well – I’m sure I can still manage to be a Cool Rider on a Honda Dream.
We formed a convoy and followed our tutor to a disused airstrip up the road in order to practice and build up our confidence. I have to say, the journey to the airstrip was more than enough to build or break one’s confidence. Instead of the ‘mirror, signal, life-saver, manoeuvre, life-saver' routine ingrained into memory from my UK CBT, it became more important to dodge cows, use the horn at every opportunity and find the safest position on the road (or off it!) to drive, even if it was the wrong side of the road. We also experienced our first encounter with dirt roads which had become slippery muddy puddles of unknown
So, for an hour or so we zipped up and down the airstrip, weaving in and out of potholes and attracting quite an audience! The roads in Cambodia follow an unspoken hierarchy. If you on a bicycle, you are basically ignored so best not to get in anyone’s way! If on a moto, you are slightly more valued, then a car, truck and then the bigger lorries. Over or under taking is
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