So after a mammoth breakfast of 6 weetbix, banana, two cheese crissionts and two coffees, were were off! Well, almost; the suzuki had sprung a leak. Turns out the carby is leaking fuel into it's compartment and being on the sidestand allowed it to pool in there... we also noticed some poorly placed drain holes and screwdriver access holes that totally circumvented having an air filter. We tried to get out kind hosts to take a pic of us riding, even with their sign behind us, but they failed to operate the camera successfully....
We decided it was good enough and hit some absolutely stunning roads along the coast before stopping to take some pics of the snow within sight of the sea and to swap seats. We went through a pass that was pure awesome, stopping only due to my legs cramping and not having anough ground clearance to tretch properly. About 200m after setting off again we ran out of gas, filled up, mucked around, and generally enjoyed the stunning place we were in. The roads continued their scenic tour through marlbourough vineyards and took us to blenheim where we gassed up and got the tyres inpected. apparently they will infact run forever but we had lost half our pressure.
Continuing the journey to nelson, we passed our second vehicle of the trip (a cyclist) as we made our way up a huge valley to marlborough sounds for lunch at havelock, where the cyclist promptly arrived a few minutes later. We had some pies, spied some locals checking out 'The Beast' and checked a map at "soundz interesting" - possibly the most painful pun we will ever encounter, they also offered mussel farm cruises and were "licenced croc dealers".
We swapped seats again, had a photo shoot at sea level and took off down the road.
bout 3km later we pulled over to assess the serious misfire that had developed. the plug had a large gap, was lighter than it started, and had white splotches on it. we swapped plugs, pu tools away, got ready to go, then unloaded tools again (5 minute operation) and removed the nib on the plug so the HT lead would fit, then packed again and set off.
The road was nice, but the gremlins soon returned.....
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