Got up early to go to Foxton to help a non-PC literate mate upgrade his PC to Windows XP Pro. Ended up doing a clean install as it turned out that his PC had been upgraded from Win 95 to Win98 to Win 2000. Aaargh. Thank goodness I rode the bike there or I may have been grumpy.
The traffic was light, but what is up with people between Pukerua Bay and Paekakariki???? In the 50kph zone of Pukerua bay I had people RIGHT up my chuff because I was being sensible. The powers that be know that people tend to play loose with speed limits through there and I was expecting a speed camera or an HP car. After saving about 20 people from a speed camera ticket (seriously) I accelerated up to 100kph after the open road sign and caught up to a tailback travelling at 60kph along the coast. It's all double yellow lines now and covered in "THIS IS A DANGEROUS BIT AND YOU WILL DIE!!!" signs so the clown was obviously cowed by that and doing what any rude, insensitive, "I'm all right Jack" kiwi motorist who got his license by driving round the Carterton town square and giving the cop a dozen beerwould do.
Of course we hit the Raumati straights and he zooms off into the distance at warp speed. Feckless dolt. Caught up with him later and watched him overtake into a blind corner on double yellow lines. With his family in the car.
I got to my mate's place in Foxton at about 9am, and his wife cooked me a superb farm breakfast of fat, salt, and sugar. Mmm, MMM - the three main food groups. Washed down with coffee. Betterer and betterer.
I left at 5pm when I had everything working for him. Felt a bit like a work day actually.
Anyhooo, in the meantime my wife called to say that we were going to the In-Laws in the Wairarapa for tea, so I plotted my course. Shannon, Paihiatua Track, Mangamaire, and then another drone of 60km or so down SH2. I'd forgotten how cool those roads were!! Looooong straights, flowing corners, sweepers, and tight goat tracks covered in melting tar and bits of expired boy racer (saw the butt end of a WRX sticking out of a ditch). You'd think melted tar would be sticky! NOT!! Re-learned some forgotten skills, and I feel a lot more confident about my bike control skills. Not over-confident mind. The more I ride the more I realise I've forgotten or never learned.
Got lots of waves from other enthusiastic biker types too. Cheers if it was any of you lot!
Jim2
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