A long timre ago when I had a LC250. I lived in a cottage that only had a dirt road to gain access. It was 1981 or 82 when it snowed heavy just before christmas. I could'nt get up the dirt road because of snow drifts, so I had the bright idea of running across the open field to the road. I'd seen the snow plough go past, so I know it was clear. I shot across the field, which is slightly up hill, keeping my speed up and pushing the bars from side to side trying to stay in a straight line. All of a sudden I was flying through the air. It was a lovely soft landing and when I got up to look for the bike, all I could see was the rear of the bike sticking out of the snow.
What I had'nt counted on was the fact that there is a small hollow in the field about 6 - 8 foot across and about 3 feet deep. This had been filled with snow and then levelled off with the wind.
It was a good excuse not to go to work that day.
