So, I was returning home from a fine coupl'o days of testing NERDly routes up in the Stowe, Vermont area (and environs) with FJRed on Tuesday thru Thursday, and I decided that rather than slabbing it all the way back down I-89 to I-93 to home, that I'd take one of my preferred two lane routes down Rte 114. I exited I-89 at Georges Mills and ran down along the east side of Lake Sunapee (Rte 103A), to Newbury, then hooked up with Rte 103 headed down to 114.
All was well, until I looked into my rear views and saw the dreaded flashing blues. It seems that the local Newbury constabulary likes to run around in unmarked cars (a Ford Taurus) and was following me for a while before I made a (judicious, IMO) pass on a double yellow. The cop didn't seem to have any radar running as my detector was totally silent (even though I may have been exceeding the posted limits ), But the blues in the mirror are a dead give away that the jig it up.
After fumbling around to find a spot to pull over, I tried to follow all of the advice I've ever learned on handling a mediocre pull over. First I pulled the helmet off to display my gloriously gray hair. I also tried to be respectful, even though he was clearly about 20 years younger than me.
Then when he asked the standard question: "Do you know why I pulled you over?" At first I just did not answer. Then when he repeated the question, I said "No, but I'm sure that you will tell me." (In retrospect, that was not a good answer, as it may have shown too much "attitude" and gotten him riled up. A simple "No." would have been much better)
Next question was the (also completely unnecessary) "Where are you coming from?". I really don't get this question. Maybe they are just naturally curious? But I answered it truthfully and said "Stowe Vermont."
And the third question was: "When was the last time you were pulled over?" Luckily, I was also able to answer truthfully, "A very long time ago." He went back to his Taurus to run my license and reg.
Wait, wait, wait...
"Well," he says on return, "the only reason that you aren't getting a ticket is I don't have any in my car." (really? :blink: BTW, he was the "Chief of Police in Newbury, if the embroidery on his shirt can be believed).
"We have two more of us out here, and then there are our friends in Bradford. So keep it in control until you get way east of us." :blink:
I guess it's OK with him if I speed and pass on DY in Weare or Manchester? This was starting to become a strange encounter.
Anyway, I consider myself very lucky to have escaped the financial penalties they were able to exert. I think being an "older guy" with no previous records is what got me the green light. I'm sure that he could'a got (or had) a ticket if he wanted one. I know that I will always look behind me at the cars (even in the far distance) before I make a DY pass again.
So, Northeasterners, watch out for those unmarked Ford Tortoises in Newbury, NH!! I know that I have buzzed through there on a few occasions in the past.
PS - As I was rolling thru the Newbury/Bradford line just down the road (at near the speed limit), my RD went off .
I couldn't see from where, but I envision my new "friend" was checking to see if I had learned my lesson.
Then I wicked it back up the rest of the way home...
All was well, until I looked into my rear views and saw the dreaded flashing blues. It seems that the local Newbury constabulary likes to run around in unmarked cars (a Ford Taurus) and was following me for a while before I made a (judicious, IMO) pass on a double yellow. The cop didn't seem to have any radar running as my detector was totally silent (even though I may have been exceeding the posted limits ), But the blues in the mirror are a dead give away that the jig it up.
After fumbling around to find a spot to pull over, I tried to follow all of the advice I've ever learned on handling a mediocre pull over. First I pulled the helmet off to display my gloriously gray hair. I also tried to be respectful, even though he was clearly about 20 years younger than me.
Then when he asked the standard question: "Do you know why I pulled you over?" At first I just did not answer. Then when he repeated the question, I said "No, but I'm sure that you will tell me." (In retrospect, that was not a good answer, as it may have shown too much "attitude" and gotten him riled up. A simple "No." would have been much better)
Next question was the (also completely unnecessary) "Where are you coming from?". I really don't get this question. Maybe they are just naturally curious? But I answered it truthfully and said "Stowe Vermont."
And the third question was: "When was the last time you were pulled over?" Luckily, I was also able to answer truthfully, "A very long time ago." He went back to his Taurus to run my license and reg.
Wait, wait, wait...
"Well," he says on return, "the only reason that you aren't getting a ticket is I don't have any in my car." (really? :blink: BTW, he was the "Chief of Police in Newbury, if the embroidery on his shirt can be believed).
"We have two more of us out here, and then there are our friends in Bradford. So keep it in control until you get way east of us." :blink:
I guess it's OK with him if I speed and pass on DY in Weare or Manchester? This was starting to become a strange encounter.
Anyway, I consider myself very lucky to have escaped the financial penalties they were able to exert. I think being an "older guy" with no previous records is what got me the green light. I'm sure that he could'a got (or had) a ticket if he wanted one. I know that I will always look behind me at the cars (even in the far distance) before I make a DY pass again.
So, Northeasterners, watch out for those unmarked Ford Tortoises in Newbury, NH!! I know that I have buzzed through there on a few occasions in the past.
PS - As I was rolling thru the Newbury/Bradford line just down the road (at near the speed limit), my RD went off .
I couldn't see from where, but I envision my new "friend" was checking to see if I had learned my lesson.
Then I wicked it back up the rest of the way home...