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From Masterton, we took our leave, the sun was falling and many a township had to be passed before we could rest from our might exertions in the safeness of one’s own bed. The time taken whizzed, by as I rode the newly acquired steed.

It was a learning experience from one another, the little VTR huffed its way at me as we proceeded to eat up the twisties of SH54 and the backroads towards “home”. As time passed and we settled into each other’s rhythms, poor DONOR was left behind in the cage. Motorbikes truly are magical mystical creatures, they can be most subtle to maleficent in their guises. This VTR however, had the good grace that it was to be ridden in the manner that all motorbikes aspire to … to just be ridden. With stops in various places to ensure that DONOR and I kept in contact, the time and space just flew by. The grin on my face overcame the chill as the partnership between man and machine worked in harmonious accord in design with physics, mr Honda and the biking gods.

The biking gods indeed, must have been pleased with my desire to worship the need to ride, for the weather did part, fair was the play of moonlight through my travels in the National Park. Blue sheen did the roads did gleam, little was the traffic, much was the twists and convolutions in the roads, great was the enjoyment, joyful was my soul.

DONOR was also lost in his own magical transitions, each to their own in the way of the Road Trip. At a point, I did throw on more layers to ensure the attentions of Mr Hypothermia did not play his bad hand at me! I normally wear polyprops beneath my riding attire, and for some reason I did not bring them with me :slap:

Eventually Ngaruawahia peeked out from the night’s gloom and we met up with a friend who was driving a truck in that vicinity. A quick natter, and making sure all was good to go (for fatigue can easily cloak one’s senses), the last leg home fell away quickly.

Final time to home : 1.30am, essentials were unpacked and DONOR drove home as I sorted out the VTR into place between my Big and lil’ol Hornets. They were quite chuffed a new girl had come to stay the night (my bikes are males!)

And to top off all things good for such an epic win of a road trip, my parcel of pistons for Daisy (my RZ250) had arrived as well! Huzzah!

And that as they say is that, it has been a long while since I have done such a good thing and it pleases me most greatly. To those who have stayed the course and traipsed through my voluble discursions about a great deal of nothings, I can only say it is with great honour that I have taken some of your most valuable time!

Yours most humbly
gijoe13133