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[Big Dave]

Cool thanks. There now.
http://kiwiridermagazine.blogspot.co...rite-road.html

[Gremlin]

You lot should have been out riding... I was

[Big Dave]

You lot should have been out riding... I was

Not to put too fine a point on it; fuck that.

[shrub]

To me a road is a metaphor for life; it's something I am always on and is defined by memories, so my favourite roads are the ones that hold memories. Like the spring morning back in 1996 when I was riding my Mk 2 Guzzie Le mans back to Christchurch after a weekend in Greymouth, and as I passed through Kumara I saw the sign "Arthur's Pass via Lake Brunner". I was going to Arthur's Pass, and any way was a good way, so I turned off. After a couple of kms the road turned to gravel, and it seemed I was the only one on the road. I had the whole day to get to Christchurch, so I settled down to a gentle rumble along the gravel road at little more than walking pace.

My nostrils were filled with the scent of dust, the bush and a motorcycle and my soundtrack was the crunch of wheels on gravel, birds, my exhaust and the ever present Guzzi tappet rattle. I passed through lonely country and saw driveways leading into bush, old houses on hills, abandoned mining machinery by the side of the road and the big sky stretching over me; and it seemed right to be on a bike, alone and free with the richness of my surroundings saturating my senses. After some time and distance - measurement was irrelevent, I rounded a corner to see Lake Brunner stretched across in front of me, mirror still in the breathlessness of the morning and I stopped. As the hot engine ticked cool, I could hear gentle movement in the trees, birds singing and knew that if there is such a thing as heaven, then this is what it must be modelled on.

Ahead of me I saw tarseal roads, a lodge and in the distance a car heading my way, so I knew that moment had ended, so I put my helmet back on, fired up the V twin engine and pulled back on the highway. Ahead of me lay the road, and with that road lay more magic; different magic, new magic.

That's why I ride a bike.

http://maps.google.co.nz/maps?f=d&so...4&ie=UTF8&z=11

[Vegetableman]

Great stuff, this sort of thing should be printed in magazines every month.
The downside of course being that your favourite 'private' road would soon become inundated with the many.