Along with many other people, I went to the Balcón de Europa in plenty of time for the scheduled two o’clock start of the cavalcade of thirty Harley Davidson motorcycles, courtesy of Iberian Coast Route and Málaga Chapter of the Harley Davidson Owners Club.
Two-fifteen came and went and a few of the assembled throng wandered off. As Two-thirty passed, quite a few people gave up and departed. At three o’clock I was also about to give up when I heard the distinctive deep-throated chug of a herd of Hogs in the distance.
Five minutes past three – which is obviously roughly two o’clock Spanish time – and ten machines rode onto the Balcón de Europa and parked in front of the hotel. Presumably the other twenty had SatNav problems or failed to obtain some obscure local wearing-leather-on-a-Sunday in March permit.
Those who waited around, however, were treated to some lovely machines, all polished to perfection and glistening in the sun, the proud owners chatting and answering questions.
And of course, what Councillor would pass up such an ideal photo opportunity…Much more fun than the usual posing next to a park bench, recycling bin, in the middle of an empty field or at a desk.
