For some bizarre reason, for the past three years in the depths of winter I have found myself riding a 250cc bike from Dunedin to Auckland and back.
I have no idea why it always happens that way, WHY a fucking 250? WHY in winter?
Why not a nice touring bike in summer goddamit!?
But no, a heavily loaded 250 in sleet, snow, and rain. Joy!
On the way up I'm delivering my brother's GN250 to him in Auckland.
Then a month in a Buddhist retreat centre, then I'm returning to Dunedin on a mate's KLR250. Convenient timing!
But winter, small bikes... I don't know why it always happens this way.![]()
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