Coming home yesterday from a great weekend in the old Reefton (spelt Reeftoun if it was Welly) Was absolutely bucketing down as I was coming onto the Awatuna one lane railway bridge, shurely the most stupid idea for a bridge it has monsterously deep tracks in the bridge that you don't dare to cross in fear of eating road, and writing you bike off.
Doing that whole non-thinking shit I do, I tapped the front and rear brakes at the same time, when I was just coming onto the bridge. All of a sudden the armcove and river was infront of me I had spun a good 90 and was trying to control a 190kilo bike with no traction.
But I have to say, adrenalin comes in handy! I managed to stop the bike without hitting the river or laying it down along the road.
But clap clap to the bitch it the cage behinde me that tooted for me to hurry up and move my bike so she could get on the bridge![]()
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