Haha, yeah got to Little River, waited for the others to show up and the decision was made to attack the Akaroa Hill. I knew there could be grit on the road so took the first corner easy and found the road to be mint, well I thought so. Hit the next set of corners and still all good, got back on it for the next right hander and found myself approaching a grit covered corner, front slid and tucked but that was easily sorted. However I was rapidly running out of road to use to drop the bike in on so I had to find an escape path. I did luckily, up a bank and over a couple of decent humps coming to a stop a couple inches short of a fence. Kept it upright with no dramas, but lesson learned, the Hills in ChCh suck in winter. From there on in the fucking road was like it had been excavated, shit all round. We rode to the Hilltop tavern for a refresher, then back home.
However it didn't all end there. Just out of Little River I felt the bike moving around underneath me. I knew in the back of my mind what it could be but didn't want to entertain the idea. But two corners later I knew it was in shit, pulled over and sure enough the rear was going down rapidly. So I headed back to a rest stop and waited for the rest of the guys to go back to town to get a van to pick me up. Luckily I had some supplies with me! What a fucking day. Oh well, get a new back tyre out of it so if this weather holds up I'm out to scrub that in today.
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