Back from Kiwi..
what a mission!
Had to hotwire the borrowed bike, bastards left early and had keys, finally got it started. Headed over the gentle annie, left too late and had 50km of gravel to manhandle an old katana over in the bloody freezing cold and dark. Finaly got to wairou, defrost at caltex and eat several pies. Last blast to grounds and that damn driveway. 9pm, find me mates and set up camp. skull a bottle of stones and have feeling of body again.
Saturday, waltz into wairou for breakfast and walk through army musem. The youngins ridn with us see the m,ountian and explain theyve never seen snow, next step race to the turoa ski field. Note to self, dont try mountian climbing in bike boots and full leathers again... Back to grounds in time to see hill climb and burnouts.. well done that man on green tl1000s! More beer needed, so tackle that prob... Stumble into wrong camp and found phantom and the boys. Enjoyed the fact that for 1st time ever there was a good band at kiwi.
unconsious around 3am.
Sunday, on the bikes and zoom over vinegar hill at intergalactic speeds, wait at saddle rd for the youngins on the 400s. Stop at boots and braces in woodville for breakfast. Wound the katand over the 200 mark several times on way back to hastings. Massive wkend.
stupid fatigue, riding an old bus like the kat fast will do that though...
There is no dark side of the moon, really, as a matter of fact. Its all dark...
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