Upper Hutt is completely white this morning, and pretty cold too when I went out to the woodshed to get more wood.
They are predicting up to ten degrees of frost this week, but if I had my bike up and going I would still be out there.
And hopefully will be in about ten days...
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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