A delve into the twisted pysche that makes up the avatar bearing the Hornet.
Well as part of my plan to do my usual business of riding whenever, where-ever and however - I took Cindi my CB1000R Predator up to Cape Reinga today. The last time Cindi and I were closest to the Cape was when we accompanied Gremlin to Dargaville. This first mission was a failure due to the usual tardiness of Gremlin. Today, we remedied that! I was up at 6am .... brekkie and prep saw me bolt out the door at 7.15am and we were away riding! Did the back roads to SH16 and the boring ...
Well last night helped Gremlin install some lekky stuff on his Katie. I don't know why I should ... I expect nothing but grief and weirdness. Anyhow, I txt him and immediately he rings me up. Good grief! He must be keen as! So he says he will be around shortly. Yep. Heard that before, so I pull out my portable seat, grab some comics and a drink and settle down for him to arrive. Eventually I hear his pipes roaring up the street and he blinds me with his ...
Well on Wednesday, I popped into those wankers at Botany Honda - they are such bastards when it comes to providing good service, products and witty repartee. Between the lads in the workshop and the presence of mssrs Dumpty and Richard McF, no poor joker stands a chance of walking out of that place with their wallet intact. Dumpty produced a plethora of bike Porn bits for my grubby lusts and I found myself bowling out of the place with a backpack filled with a Two Brothers ...
Rode down to Quasi to pick up my KNOX chest armour in the 'Tron tonight. Got a text around 5ish and any excuse for a ride ... I got my kit on and rode down the moronway to Taupiri and off towards Gordontown to Quasi's. Always a hospitable host, he showed me the new back protector gears before I headed back up home, naturally took the back roads home and stopped in at Mercer to don some wet weather gear. Was fine on way down, but nature's ways decided to damp down the return journey. ...
Well at 3.30am I got into bed after a lovely ride. This sort of thing is par for the course for me, but it was with TOTO and Gremlin that I happened to do it with last night/morning! TOTO texts me all excited about whether we were going to ride tonight. Since I knew Gremlin needed more training for his mad combo of a GC and TT soon, I figured this was just synchronicity at work. So around 7.45pm TOTO rocks up from working his shift at 'Treads. Gremlin ...
Well, that was a fine how do you do... went with Captain Banzai and parked up outside Auckland Pubic Libararyry, we trudged up to the rotunda in Albert park and hobnobbed amongst a gathering of filthy treachery types - I was in my best Spartan armour and everyone was in fashionable black. Usual windage about treacher's rights and wrongs and boo-hoos, stood there in the shade like a muppet for a hour waiting for the muster. Desultory cheers, jeers and speeches, plenty ...
So now that you have read all the good bits, I expect that I am not extrapolating the last of my ride to an empty room … oh look, a tumbleweed just went by … and the chirp of a grasshopper … verily well, I shall still potter on about the last bit of the trip in my own interminable fashion then! Out to Waiouru again, all was good, the carpet of snow showed just how much fell quickly – I was now caught in a logjam of vehicles that were trying to push through the adverse driving ...
And now my intrepid audience (all two of you, and the cat reading over your shoulder), I shall delve into the horror that is known as Ashhurst … It was a dark and stormy night … er wait, it was a sullen night, with a churlish moon hanging low in the dark sky, it was near the time of 5am when I turned into the town of Ashhurst .. and I was trying to find the road that was a nice bit of twisty (Colyton Rd I do believe). Well I made a turn and ended up in a very rough muddy and ...