to day i was killing time... by getting the garage in order, so that i could find my stuff when it was time to move on, when i had to move my bikes around ... i sat on the ground looking at the turbo... a tear came to my eye.
i was all alone
i went inside.... found my helmit,
found my leathers.. after some hunting, found my boots.
shit i have lost some weight, i have to have a belt on to keep the pants up!
my jacket was just so easy to put on...
found the keys without any hassell....(

)
the bike hasn't been started in nearly 2 months! it was a struggle, the battry was finding the going hard, but then it coughed, then fire up .... what a beautfull sound 4 into the turbo into one......
the shed is an all metal construction.... what a noise

.. i had to put my hands in my ears.. it was deafing...
out the gate and i was away... to where?
having just got back from dorkland the day before i didn't want to go that way so soon, so i went left to rotorua...... i was going to ... well i went past rotorua... i was going to taupo by the looks of it... was thinking along the way how fucking cold i was getting,

mabey i might finish up in welly... the cold got to me and i stopped for gas in taupo, thought a motel for the night, hot pool and a massage... mmmm ( or should that be a hot massage and then a game of pool

)
warmed up with a hot pie and the sinking knowledge that i would be turning around and going back to the house....
didn't take the radar detector.. and didn't see any cops
i found out that i need a brighter head light... or i would have to slow down...
got cought in a heavy shower coming out of rotorua... fuck it was cold.....
i must be getting old
but i'm home now.... why???? who the fuck knows, welly isn't that far from taupo eh? and my bro lives there.. and he LOVES RUM......
andy
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