petermonkeyguru
11th March 2007, 21:37
What an awesome day – I got up this morning, refreshed in the knowing that the weekend chores had been dealt with on Saturday (even cleaned the Bandit) and the day was largely free to enjoy.
First stop – breakfast at MacDonald’s with the kids, then I explained to my two littlies about sick kids in hospital and that there were going to be bunch of people on motorbikes takin them toys. They got into the spirit of things – selected a few toys to give away, then we all pilled into the van and headed over to Cambridge. Now I did feel like a spare arse turning up to the toys on bikes run in the van, but I was doin the family thing, and it was cool. A massive turn out, I caught up with a few mates and even had time to meet a few new ones.
Afterwards we took the kids to a playground then home for lunch – then;
The Bandit roared into life, the curves and tar beckoned.
I normal ride with others – but not today, just me the bike and the road. Sometime you just need to invest in some quality time with your bike.
The destination was of no consequence; it was the journey, the challenges, the expectation and intrepidness of heading out.
I was quickly into the ‘zone’ it was one of those days when you just seem to ‘fit’, Harmony.
I did some learning, some developing, got to find a couple of limits, my limits not the bikes.
Time seemed to stand still as the wind blew thru my soul and refreshed my spirit.
I like riding a motorbike.
Looking for the corner,:shit: down a gear, I line myself up for the corner, brakes, the slightest touch on the bar as I release the brake and she drops into the corner, roll on the throttle in to the apex:angry: and the front leaps up and the bike stands out of the corner, grab the next gear and line up for the next corner….:yes:
I could’ve done it all day.
Then off to a mates place to watch the moto GP he recorded with his TiBo!
Can you think of a nicer way to blow off a sunny:sunny: Sunday?:rockon:
First stop – breakfast at MacDonald’s with the kids, then I explained to my two littlies about sick kids in hospital and that there were going to be bunch of people on motorbikes takin them toys. They got into the spirit of things – selected a few toys to give away, then we all pilled into the van and headed over to Cambridge. Now I did feel like a spare arse turning up to the toys on bikes run in the van, but I was doin the family thing, and it was cool. A massive turn out, I caught up with a few mates and even had time to meet a few new ones.
Afterwards we took the kids to a playground then home for lunch – then;
The Bandit roared into life, the curves and tar beckoned.
I normal ride with others – but not today, just me the bike and the road. Sometime you just need to invest in some quality time with your bike.
The destination was of no consequence; it was the journey, the challenges, the expectation and intrepidness of heading out.
I was quickly into the ‘zone’ it was one of those days when you just seem to ‘fit’, Harmony.
I did some learning, some developing, got to find a couple of limits, my limits not the bikes.
Time seemed to stand still as the wind blew thru my soul and refreshed my spirit.
I like riding a motorbike.
Looking for the corner,:shit: down a gear, I line myself up for the corner, brakes, the slightest touch on the bar as I release the brake and she drops into the corner, roll on the throttle in to the apex:angry: and the front leaps up and the bike stands out of the corner, grab the next gear and line up for the next corner….:yes:
I could’ve done it all day.
Then off to a mates place to watch the moto GP he recorded with his TiBo!
Can you think of a nicer way to blow off a sunny:sunny: Sunday?:rockon: