Saturday dawned with the sound of rain on the roof. A downer on any day. No ride planned... so I rolled over and slept some more.
One of the chores to do that day, was gas up the car. So, when I did get up, away I went.The local Mobil (Alex) station, is now also a "proper" motorcycle shop. Workshop included.(7 DAYS) The name of the shop is Two Wheels Unlimited. Check them out if you are in town.
There were a few (more) motorcycles about than usual... so when paying for the gas... I asked the not so silly question. Is there a bike run on today ??? There was. The Chatto Creek had a run to Bruce Bay. (Half way between Haast and Fox Glacier) They overnight in the Hall. Mattresses (provided) on the floor are better that hard ground any day.The sky was clearing... a plan was forming in, what passes for my brain. The front tyre was borderline at the last warrant...but another 600 km's ??? Hell, if I take it easy...(yeah right) I should be OK.
Next trick...(explain my plan to girlfriend...and survive [yeah right]) So I did explain plan to said girlfriendShe went for a pee...and I went...
The start point was the Chatto Creek pub at 10 am, but after "chat" to she, it was already half past that. No probs... I know where they stop, and where they are going (did one of the runs there a few years back).
So back to the hovel I call home...and pack. Sleeping bag, pillow (I'm a softy) spare change of clothes, then back to the gas station to fuel up.
236 km's to Haast...less than 2-1/2 hours later I was IN Haast. Wasn't the last to arrive though(they made a few stops...I didnt) Hit a bit of misty rain north of Makarora... but thats expected on "the coast". Lunch at Scotty', and onto Bruce Bay. Only ONE gent stopped by the law. Ticket written fo 139 km's (but WAS doing more) plus more "paperwork" for a few other things... $700 worth of fines...(explain that to the miss'es)
Return home the next day, same route, Paradise indeed...
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