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I had always wanted to make a difference, be someone who would be remembered for all the right reasons. Someone people spoke about with respect and admiration.


At times I felt that I was almost there, that what I had done would make a positive difference in some ones life. But then at other times I would find myself in the gutter, all in shatters and only my survival instincts would keep me going. So often had I wanted to give up, just let go and vanish. But somehow I never ...

There is no logic to riding. (Or: Napier – Timaru return on a Honda NV400)

I have all my life been proud of my logic. It has always been my strongest attribute. When at school I soon realised that my memory had faults, and if it had been a Hard Drive it would have been sent back for a warranty replacement straight away. But I sadly did not come with a warranty. So I learnt to rely on my logic to fill the memory gaps.

When all others in my class would learn the mathematic ...

A few weekends ago a young chap came around with his 2-stroke bike as his knowledge was not enough to sort out some of the stuff. I liked to be able to help. And he seemend very pleased with what I was able to contribute.

I did nothing that he would not have been able to do himself. A very intelligent chap. I recon it was more to have someone there who had done it before and was not scared to open a motor. Next time he will be able to do it himself. But if not, then I be happy to ...

I am sitting here looking at "The List". If you have no idea what I am on about, then you are one of the blessed ones. The rest of us mortals have one somewhere. On the puter, typed up and in the drawer, written in to the diary. Or as the motivational speakers will tell you to do: On the wall in big letters so you can see it and focus on the tasks. It then apperently becomes part of your subconcious and you will automatically get the things done.

More about that later. But I have ...

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Dreaming

The naked light bulb had a strong pull. He knew he had to fly towards it. And then circle it. Around and around, until he got dizzy and disoriented. And then he would land somewhere and just sit there feeling the excitement that the flight had caused.
He also knew that as soon as his head was clear again, he would be back up there doing the dance with the other moths. He knew ...

Have found a donor bike for my oldest sons crashed NV400. I need a frame (his is bent after he decided to ride in to a roundabout in front of a car...), handlebars, instruments, straight tank, muffler and some other ods and sods. The one I have found is spray bomb painted matt black and out of the system. But runs and is straight. So this coming w/e I will travel to pick her up. 5 hours one way. The things you do for your kids. Have told him that this is the last time... right! So then I will assemble, ...

The weekend gone (6 - 8 June 2008) was the Twin Club MC Custom Bike Show in Norrtalje in Sweden. http://www.custombikeshow.se/ I used to go there in the late 70's and the 80's. In fact the whole Scandinavian summer was spent travelling to different shows and bike parties each w/e. There was never any aggro, patches of all sorts happily mingled and no bikes were stolen or damaged. I understand that it is still the same over there. And yes, non-custom and jap bikes were ok too. A biker is a biker ...

23/5 -08

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My 21'st

As I was watching his coffin being lowered down in to the grave, the raindrops were gathering on the lid. First they were individual small beauty spots, but as more and more fell; they started to cover the flat areas and then began to dribble down the sides like they were trying to pull the wooden box down. But it was all good, where he was going he would need ...