Let's face it.
Motorcycle riding is all about Hedonism.
It just feels Good.
On the hottest day last summer I was riding the summit road here in Christchurch thinking about this...
Oh wouldn't it be nice, so very very nice, if just for one day a year, we could say "Bugger AGATT! I'm riding NAKED".
Imagine that.
Imagine if some kindly folk organised the summit road from say, Hill top to Little Akaloa to be closed to cars and all on coming traffic.
Imagine if they swept all the loose gravel off the road.
Imagine if everybody agreed (on pain of being caned on bare bum) to stick to a 50kph speed limit.
And we all went puttering along starkers, no gloves, no helmet, no clothes!
Right now I couldn't organise a piss up in a brewery... but I can but put the idea out there and hope some bright soul will make it happen.
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