Wari where were you! :spudwhat: We were waried that Wari wasn’t anywari or wasn’t anymore!
Ok enough silliness! Onto Motorbike stuff!
Jazbug and I decided we both needed more cornering practice before our ride up to Tokaanu. So we settled on an after work ride up to the Rimutaka summit. What a gorgeous day! I was soooo excited!
When I finally managed to extricate myself from work I walked down and met Jazbug at one of the more popular Motorbike parking spot in Wellington – Mercer Street. We both mounted our mighty steel steeds, Jazbug simply by pushing a button and me by jumping on my kick-start like I was squashing a fearsome beastie.
The great thing about riding out of town, at about 6.45pm, is most of the traffic is gone. There was a bit of wind and we both got blown abut a little. Hang on tight! The clouds were looking very ominous and dark but not so bad toward the Rimutakas themselves. So after having stopped for petrol in Petone we headed off.
Up, up we went, only to get trapped in behind a fuel tanker with another huge truck behind us. I was sure they were in cahoots and we gonna try and squish these two riders with L plates the size of…well L plates actually. But Mr Petrol Tanker very kindly pulled over before Jazbug and I had to resort to a 1st gear ascent of the mighty Takas.
On the Takas themselves it wasn’t too windy at all and no traffic to bug us newbie riders into feeling stupid, slow or crapping ourselves as we swooped slowly, yet gracefully around the twisties.
By the time we reached the summit it was just starting to get dark. As I had been riding up I had really enjoyed the Twilight ride and remembered it’s my favourite time of the day. Maybe b/c it’s so peaceful and calm feeling and I could feel my spirit soar with the eagles and fly, fly! Be free little bike…run Forest run etc, etc.
Ok – where was I? Oh yeah! On the Rimutkas!
So we reached the summit and had a bit of a chat then hopped back on our trusty wee bikes and headed back down. By now it was dark, real dark! Help Mummy I’m scared! I’ve ridden a bit in the dark but riding with no street lights around was a little scary. Being on 250’s the lights aren’t that powerful so in some places I could hardly see the road ahead. However! Fret not for the fair maidens made it back to town with not a hair on their pretty wee heads out of place…well ok maybe the hair wasn’t looking so flash cos we’d have helmet hair! But we made it.
All with enough time to stop in at Expressoholic for a trim latte for me and a piece of white chocolate cheese cake (ooooooooooo ahhhhhhhhh ooooooooooo) and hot chocolate for Jazbug with Chocolate Silk (Chocolate Cheesecake I guess), I’ll let her add her own sounds for what she thought of her food & beverage.
So all and all a successful ride that taught us both a bit more about riding.
Thanks Jazbug and over to you for your version
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Originally Posted by Pwalo
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