Bride’s Pool Road
21/05/2018
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By Mr Florian Trento - former Group Executive Chef
"There is something magical about a truly fine motor vehicle - the immaculate paintwork, the sleek interiors, the power, the authority, the masculinity and the purring of the engine. My passion is my Harley-Davidson. On the occasional Sunday morning I drive it, polished and in perfect condition, out to the New Territories to northern end of Bride’s Pool Road near Sha Tau Kok where, at about 8:00 am, members of the Lamborghini Club, the Ferrari Club, the Porsche Club, and the Harley Owners Group (HOG) converge. Each parks their vehicle along the road, before walking up and down to admire the other vehicles on show. There’s nothing quite like it!
Nearby there are a number of open-sided sheds at the public light bus terminus which function as cheap local restaurants. Having viewed the motors on display, there’s a great deal of satisfaction from sitting there for an hour or so, with a coffee and a simple egg sandwich or a bowl of noodles, just watching the world go by – greeting friends as they arrive, watching groups of mountain walkers, or a gaggle of village women waiting for the bus to take them to market, or just watching the local dogs quarrel and protect their territory."
"There is something magical about a truly fine motor vehicle - the immaculate paintwork, the sleek interiors, the power, the authority, the masculinity and the purring of the engine. My passion is my Harley-Davidson. On the occasional Sunday morning I drive it, polished and in perfect condition, out to the New Territories to northern end of Bride’s Pool Road near Sha Tau Kok where, at about 8:00 am, members of the Lamborghini Club, the Ferrari Club, the Porsche Club, and the Harley Owners Group (HOG) converge. Each parks their vehicle along the road, before walking up and down to admire the other vehicles on show. There’s nothing quite like it!
Nearby there are a number of open-sided sheds at the public light bus terminus which function as cheap local restaurants. Having viewed the motors on display, there’s a great deal of satisfaction from sitting there for an hour or so, with a coffee and a simple egg sandwich or a bowl of noodles, just watching the world go by – greeting friends as they arrive, watching groups of mountain walkers, or a gaggle of village women waiting for the bus to take them to market, or just watching the local dogs quarrel and protect their territory."