[QUOTE=Kemet;1972078]Was great hanging with ya. Do you still fancy yourself buying a cruiser?
unsure now... sat on some nice bikes on sat night. the vtr and the duc were the best!![]()
May the fleas of a thousand camels infest the crotch of the person who screws up your day and may their arms be to short too scratch...
Damn right. The one in the knickers got by far the biggest cheer and looked right pissed off when she didn't win, as she had every right to be. That was rigged all right! A damn good show was put on by all the ladies up there only to be spoiled by a poor and obviously rigged decision at the end.
The views expressed above may not match yours - But that's the reason my Dad went to war - wasn't it?
Life's journey is not to arrive at the grave safely in a well preserved body, .... but rather to skid in sideways, totally worn out,... shouting "man, what a ride"!!!
I left home around 1145 on Friday in nice warm weather, not the rain that was forecast, and met up with a mate on his Buell from the coast at Sheffield for a pie for lunch then headed off through Rakaia Gorge and on towards Geraldine. Almost at Geraldine and I hadn’t seen him for a bit so I stopped to wait for 10 minutes – hmmmm, still no sign of him, so I back tracked and found him parked up, helmet off and bent over the bike, not a good sign! It turned out that while going through some road works something had gone bang, a vibration developed and the handling turned to shit. Further inspection revealed that the swingarm pivot bolt, which is also the rear engine mount bolt, had shit itself causing the swingarm and engine to move about. This wasn’t too bad if speed was kept below 100kph so the decision was made that he would return home to the coast rather than risk continuing. We parted company here with me continuing on and him heading home. It turned out that the vibration got worse on the way home with the front engine mount also eventually breaking and the trip being completed with a couple of ratchet tie downs holding the engine in place.
I continued on via Geraldine, Fairlie, Cave, Pareora Gorge, SHWY 1, Waimate, arriving at 5pm to set up house by the Taj Mahal. Had a great night and awoke to HOT day – I don’t know what it got up to during the day, but I spotted a temp gauge on a bike at 6.30 saying was still 34.1 deg c then. I had a nice quiet night on Sat watching all the other KB drunkards – always good for a laugh.
Sunday saw another nice day and departure from the site at around 9.30 to head home the reverse of how I got there, food stop at Geraldine, and home at 1.40.
The views expressed above may not match yours - But that's the reason my Dad went to war - wasn't it?
Life's journey is not to arrive at the grave safely in a well preserved body, .... but rather to skid in sideways, totally worn out,... shouting "man, what a ride"!!!
some pics ...
1. The place was buzzing
2. The bar and bar girl
3. The KB mob
4. Rumgirl having a throbbing good time
5. HOT was easily talked in to hopping on for a thrill too
6. Impromptu who's got the biggest "assets" competition, hardly a fair match really!
The views expressed above may not match yours - But that's the reason my Dad went to war - wasn't it?
Life's journey is not to arrive at the grave safely in a well preserved body, .... but rather to skid in sideways, totally worn out,... shouting "man, what a ride"!!!
Hmm, pic2 - was that when you rabble were drinking all the tequila before normajeane and I got back from the best/wettest boob contest eh?
Winding up drongos, foil hat wearers and over sensitive KBers for over 14,000 posts...........![]()
" Life is not a rehearsal, it's as happy or miserable as you want to make it"
The Hare that was, was great, going Saturday as planned become going Friday instead, arriving late in the arvo, the trip through Cave was awesome, as had never done this track before... somthing about the bumpy and windy track that had the griso loving every turn.
Dinner in Waimate, then set up tent, grab some drinks and enjoy the night, plenty of people continued to arrive for sure. the nite ended somewhat arse over tit, after a childish prank of squirting water at Sensible, him taking flight and running after me. I dashed well, until the guy rope took me out... lol was rather time stopping... sure reminding of the silly things ya end up doing as a kid!!!
Had a great night Fri, and enjoyed the ride out to Omarama for lunch. back at the site in good time, for what was to be a mellow chilled evening, but much to much was consummed and ended being rather weary in the Sunday morn.
Up and out with everyone else, with the reverse trip through Cave, waking my weary bones... yay.
Geraldine for lunch... rode into the cafe park thinking I was in the wrong gear.. duh. ate... went down to fill up with gas...somthing did not seem right.... cant be nuthin I thought.
Rode around 10km's out of town, thinking nah... pulled up. Right side cold as, Left side hot, drinking 15ltr/100km. Found no spark getting to the right side... and that was as far as we got, these bikes rely alot on ECU/sensers and crap.
Anyways Mrs Bullet and the schrapnel and her Migraine bought the trailer to collect my sorry ass from rode side.
Was good to get home early evening...
... Still not sure what the issue is to date... some sort of coil error on diognostic dash, but swaping coils does nothing... ECU? Sensors or somthing?? will get her to the shop and go from there.
Still yet to have a real look at me photo's...
later.
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