Yup, a great night had by clan riffer.
All the kids were pretty well behaved - even Nicholas, who's usually a menace around bikes, was unusually restrained. He was the little blond feller running around yelling "bike!" and playing with all your throttles...
Thanks heaps for your hospitality Sels and Clare. And good to meet those of you I haven't yet - and yes merv we will get out on a ride together one day...
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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