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A delve into the twisted pysche that makes up the avatar bearing the Hornet.

  1. My how a week can change ...

    Well my illustrious company, I find myself on a threshold of a new chapter in life. As of last Thursday, coming home from a late night ride around the Coromandel in the company of the feckless and redoubtable Gremlin, 5am brought a host of horrors.

    A note hastily scribbled on the table by my pater had informed me that ill events of a portentous nature had befallen my dear mater.

    She had taken ill and had to be whisked with alacrity to Middlemore Hospital, the A&E unit. ...
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  2. Thursday 17th : Gremlin by name, Gremlin by nature ...

    Well late last night, a certain KBer by the name of Gremlin whom I was chatting to on MSN decided to go on a bit of a night ride. He was keen as punch to take his Katoom o'doom, with the name of Katey around the Coro with me at night!

    It was a marriage of convenience. I had +90% bulbs that I wanted to road test, and he had a hankering to make up for some lost riding time on his languishing KTM.

    As I waited for this esteemed rider of some renown to turn up, I contented ...
  3. Wed 16th : A vexing day, most vexing indeed!

    This morning, I was confronted by the spectre of having a broken day of riding, oh the agony of it all! Family responsibilities and other such hum drum necessities of life does intrude on one's riding desires!

    Suffice to say my good reader that I am contracted to work for a goodly number of hours in the family business, to wit : being a short order cook, serving up a palatable array of consumables to customers for remittances. This will entail me curtailing my desire to "ride as far ...
  4. Tuesday 15th : A tale of riding to the Coro and back again.

    Well this morning, the gear was hung out to dry on the line early, to allow the zephyr winds to wick away the rain's wickedness the previous night. Gloves stashed strategically on the Big Ol'Hornet's motor was retrieved and left on the warm concrete floor. Boots previously filled with water, were now more dry than damp, also left on the warm concrete floor to keep the gloves company.

    As the morning rolled its way, I had cleared my chores and looked forward to where I wanted to go. ...
  5. Monday 14th : Hornet Swarm riding

    Well, to cap the night off, caught up with TOTO, Sharry and a new rider to the swarm; Carlosliu.

    Carlos turned up second and we had a good chin wag and some ice cream as we waited for any others to arrive. Sharry arrived next sans cash or debit card so in a gallant display of chivalry, I offered to be a temporary wallet for her

    As time ticked to the seven on the town hall's clock, we mounted up and tootled melodiously to Mission bay via Auckland Domain, ...
  6. Monday 14th : Nice day for a ride, don't mind if I do!

    Well, this day finds me early at school to sort out the detritus from this years student body. The robust representation of their work is all boxed up, bagged and thrown into a dark, dusty corner.

    Oh, if only it was Hogwarts, then I could toss the students to Cerebus the three headed hell dog.

    After completing my rounds, I chirpled home to change into my usual red camo ninja pajamas and refueled the beasty. All roads beckoned, the day plentiful in vast dollops of splendid ...
  7. Sunday 13th : Taking some chewfiddies around the block

    Well, today, I find myself in the earstwhile company of some fellow motorcycling stalwarts. Some new, some old to our fine lifestyle.

    I had watched a thread on KB with growing interest, a group of learners/250cc riders wished to improve their skills, associate in like-minded company and to do so, in relative safety (as safe as motorcycling gets).

    This morning, I pre-rode the roads towards the BP Botany, which has been the gathering spot for many a memorable ride. As ...
  8. Saturday 12th : gijoe1313 has a pillion held to ransom

    Well this Saturday just past my fine purveyor of online blogs and ASCII translations of thoughts, I had agreed previously to help a young lady to sort out a new ride that would suit her eminently vertically challenged stature.

    Now, as we all know, it does not take much of an excuse to make one perve longingly and with wondrous examinations of a delicate curve, the rounded form, promising much and with trembling member, we are transfixed in our winsome lusts and desire ... and explore ...
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