Came past the roundabout at the top of the North Western, this arvo. Saw an obviously frustrated biker parked in no-man's land in the middle of the roundabout. I pulled over and learned his Suzuki Marauder was having an attack of the vapours.
Drove home. Got Zimmer transport van and drove back. Took bike and frustrated rider home to his place.
On the way he mentioned that dozens of bikers had gone past and not one had stopped to render assistance.
Come on, folks. That's not the biker way. I'll bet some KBers drove by.
Remember, what goes around comes around.
Do any of you remember the account I gave of the guy who loaned me his XR6 to get home from the middle of nowhere when Zimmer's transport van spat the dummy?
You might remember my van broke down, at about 8 at night, on the way back from a long hard racing weekend at Taupo. And that having stopped in a farm entry the farmer came out, towed my van off the road, then gave me the keys to his XR6 saying, 'Just take it. Go home, have a good night's rest and come back tomorrow to fix the probs with the van.'
That's the Kiwi way. Today was my chance to balance the books.
Karmic credits are a good thing to have.
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