Having just brought a replcaement 955i , (death of the other one is a long story) i needed to go to Christchurch and pick it up, or course I could get it freighted, but that no fun.
So on fiday we headed of the airport and took the 4.15 flight to CHCH via welly, arriving in CHC at 6.45pm. Craig, who i had brought the bike from met us at the airport and took us back to his place where we sorted out the paperwork, and checked the bike over. All was great so we headed off on the bike into CHCH to catch up with friends for dinner. Getting to bed finally about midnight.
We got up at 6 and headed off to Picton via Kiakoura to catch the 1'15 crossing. So far the weather gods had been kind and the predicted front didint seem to have any force to it at all. Stoppped in Kaikoura, for the obligtory smoke and discussion on weather we could fit a crayfish in the pack rack. Decided against it. Weather was still good, but the wind picked up markedly and it become hard work on the ride through to Picton. Still we arrived, still dry, and in time for a bit of lunch before we headed on to the ferry. I was starting to worry about the ferry as it was blowing its boobies off, and I had visions of a very rough crosssing and depositing my lunch into one of those lovely paper bags they supply you with.
In the end the ferry sailing was very smooth, and I was able to take over a couch and get a couple of hours sleep.
Arriving in welly it was still not raining so we headed north, to stay with "Bren" in otaki for the night. South of Paraparaumu we find SH 1 is closed to a car accident. We get diverted around and rejoin SH1 a couple of k's north of the accident. But only five minutes up the road we came across another accident. There was no police or ambulances in attendence and it was apparant it had just happened. We filtered to the front of the que and then it became obvious to me it was a motor cyclist that had been hit by a car. As we were let past I could see the bike in the ditch and the rider lying in the middle of the left hand lane. I felt sick to my stomach, and in fact felt very emotional taking the next few km.s very slowly and finding that my eyes will full of tears for what I had just seen. It was not nice and I was quite up set by the whole incident.
We finally made it to Otaki, and met Bredon and Jane for the first time. It was good to meet them, and a few wines and a feed of fish and chips, and of course minldless chatter about bikes made for a good evening and helped put us at ease about the events earlier in the evening.
Well we left there at 8 am and took our time heading back to Auckland, we had lunch in Taupo and plenty of stops, but we pulled into the drive at 4.15pm exactly 48 hours from when we had left.
So thats what i did this weekend ...what you guys do?
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