Well, for what's its worth, I had to work in Paraparaumu today so took the opportunity of checking out Paekakariki Hill twice, once between 7.45 and 8.15-ish, and again between 3.00 and 3.30-ish.
Never at any time did I see any policemen or any type of anti-zinging device, which was most disappointing because, just for a laugh, I tried to keep under the speed limits, which basically meant I was doing 70km/hr in the 70km/hr sections and 80km/hr in the 80km/hr sections. This was an example of how to either bore oneself silly, or an exercise in trying to avoid all use of the brakes and practice modulating speed purely by the throttle.
This I achieved with the exception of the 25km/hr corner, for which I changed down from second to first, just for a giggle.
End result - a pretty boring ride. The only entertainment I got was from a Hilux, Evo4, Galant, and some piece of crap Van who all forgot which side of the road they should be driving on.
To add insult to injury, I only spotted one bike the whole ride, and the rotter was going at a much more appropriate speed for the conditions today. No names - but you know who you are - you naughty black R6 rider you
- hope you had a better ride over the hill.
I think after 25 October I may have to reconsider whether I want to stay at 70km/hr through Battle Hill - but until then - I'll be good.
Only 10 more days at 95 demerits...
And I to my motorcycle parked like the soul of the junkyard. Restored, a bicycle fleshed with power, and tore off. Up Highway 106 continually drunk on the wind in my mouth. Wringing the handlebar for speed, wild to be wreckage forever.
- James Dickey, Cherrylog Road.
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