It was pretty queer weather. One minute persisting down and slipping and sliding everywhere, next minute dry roads and almost sunshine. After we left you at the summit we shot out to Martinborough, talked some shit at the fish, shot out to the dreadful corner, cruised back to Martinborough where i left the ride and headed back with Skelstar and Maximus in tow. Not a bad run up the takas, but scary scary coming down the hutt side, too much water, too much melted tar. I conceded defeat at that point and cruised.
Good to meet a few new faces too.
"You, Madboy, are the Uncooked Pork Sausage of Sausage Beasts. With extra herbs."
- Jim2 c2006
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