i went for a blast on the trail bike for a change,bloody good fun.
A universal dream of greatness is that
We push ourselves to the limit
Yet still be brilliant when the chips are down.
Sometimes , The struggle kills the dream.
Did the friday night ride, had refreshments in Pahiatua. Saturday late afternoon trundled over to Monamie's place for a party her and 86GSXR were throwing, stayed there the night along with a few others, got up had a primo breakfast then headed off to hastings with Cowboyz to pick up a new headlight for his bike.
Rode back to my place and installed said headlight, enjoyable and productive weekend really.
Cruising Sunday and my bike happened to stall in the left lane causing a hold of traffic behind me. As i frantically tried to start my bike, happened that there were 67 other motorcycle coming out from an adjacent pub car park in front of me.Then when i got my machine going i decided to follow them "birds of a feather thing". You dangerously stopped me in heavy traffic conditions for no apparent reason other than to question me and my mates activity. Unfortunate i didn't know any of them at all, and i couldn't help notice as you chatted to me, that they all had run through two sets of red lights as you asked me some reasonably dumb questions. Coincidence there were other bikers wearing same fluro vests holding up traffic too.
Anyway, you appeared happy that i was wearing a fluro vest, and that my bike up to spec rego and wof, etc. However your attitude has made me strike you off this years list of Easter Egg recipients Officer Killjoy, and i have like the rest of the motorcyclists i was following, kindly donated mine to underprivaleged children of Southland.
"I want to thank you lord, so far this day. With your help i haven't been impatient, lost my temper, been grumpy, judgemental, or envious of anyone. But i will be going out in a minute and i think i will really need your help to start my bike. Amen."
Took Son-in-Law to New Plymouth so's he could pick up a van for his business. I fugured the bike might be a bit of a tough trip for his tender butt for a first ride, so we took the next best thing... Yup the MX5!
Had a ball! Kept up with a Kwaka Concourse in the gorge. The MX5 is more fun than a barrel full of monkeys!
I really need to do the loop down there on the bike though, down the coast to NP then back through the Whangamomona, (sp?) road.
Sunday morning went to visit my dear friend who is dying of Motor Neurone Disease. He may only have a month or two left now. He's only 77 and loves his classic cars, esp. V8's, loves my bike and is an engineer and inventor. He finds the process of dying "interesting" ??!!!!
You don't get to be an old dog without learning a few tricks.
Shorai Powersports batteries are very trick!
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