Well today was interesting.
Realised on Friday that my rear wheel bearings were a little dodgey. Tried to get some replacements but no stock so no fix till next week.
Went to work this morning on the 9 (bike 1) and stuffed around. SarahTvet wanted an oil change for skippy so a plan was created. I greased up to 86gsxr for a bit to loan me one of his 1986 gsxr750s. Of course, being the gentleman he is he had no issues with that so put the plan into action.
While waiting for Skippy I pulled the 9 apart. 2 bearings were ok but the third was really clunky. It came apart really easy which was nice for a change apart from one moment where I hit the bearing through the wrong way and it ended up in the centre of the hollow hub. Bit of a balancing act to get it out again. Skippy showed up and duely got a oil change. Bit of lack of planning but ended up with the 9 in pieces and 2 peeps and 1 bike so pillioned Sarah back home on skippy (bike 2). It was very bizarre in a very sedate way. Winding through town trying to get out of Palmy I found it very easy to scrape bits on the road. I dont do the peg scrapping thing on the 9 so a little unnerving. Out of the open road and "meander" would be the word of the day. Really nice to ride a bike that is not encouraging you to go faster and faster. It was very nice to lay back and take in the scenery.
The 750 had battery issues so played musical batteries because some fitted some and not others so in the end it was the 9s battery in skippy and skippys battery in the 750.
86 was keen to give the 750 a stretch as he hadnt ridden it in a while so I jumped on the Daytona (bike 3) for a run into Palmy for fuel. I thought I would cruise behind the 20yr old suzuki. Quickly found out I was sorely mistaken as 86 gave the 750 what can only be described as "a fucking big workout"
Quick stop via work to pick up my wallet I had left behind and swapped to the gsxr750 (bike4) and headed out to meet up with the others to go in search for a blackbird.
Fair crowd at the mobil servo. Decided the plan would develop itself if we got on the bikes and ride so headed out valley road. I used to do this road just about every weekend but havent been out that way for ages and it was in remarkable condition. The 750 felt fantastic. In some ways it is easier to ride than the 9 and in others it felt a little cramped. Certainly has alot of character. Good run out valley road to Apiti then on to Pembolton(?) to Ohinhiti (sp?) for a well deserved drink. Found out then that the Blackbird we were in search for was having a sleep in Taupo for the night so headed back vinegar hill home.
Damn fine day.
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