After a fairly big weekend at the Woodstock rally i awoke early irish Sunday morning and went about packing up and off i went not feeling to flash at all,when i got to the Otira viaduct things were coming to a head so shot up to the look out thinking the nice cool breeze up there would help things,got off the bike and felt
a little queasy if you know what i mean,not wanting to deliver the motherload in front of many gathered tourists i gritted my teeth and wandered over to the look out railing and pretended to be enjoying the view but my stomach upon seeing said view decided that this was the place to give it up
Farkit went for miles thankfully the breeze blew it away and over the railing into eternity and not over me and those enjoying a nice bit of scenery
More embarrassed than i can ever remember i apologize and quickly found refuge inside my helmet,on the bike and outta there still cringing.My mates seem to find it funny but at this stage i go red faced even thinking about it.
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