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Well, as some of you may be aware, Angela and I have been busy making new busa club members. I have been so busy with the new addition that I have not had a ride in over 4 months. I tried to start the old girl the other day but the battery was as flat as a tack. After charging her overnight, and giving her a much needed tub, Angela insisted I had enough brownie points up to go for a ride.
It's funny how you don't realise how much you miss it, but I was grinning from ear to ear when she fired up this morning, and I must say - I got a little bit hard when I felt the familiar rumble between my legs that does not cause babies.
Being very rusty and nowhere near the top of my game, today was to be a nice quiet "getting to know you" session to blow out the cobwebs. I arrived at dayboro and watched the plod turn in for the run over the top and back, this gave me enough time for a pie and an iced coffee, and a trip to the boys room. I saddled up slowly and began the run over Mt. Mee, cruising along well below the speed limit, and tipping in slightly harder and faster at each corner.
Soon enough, Mr. plod is seen heading back into dayboro, so the corners got faster, braking got later, and boost was held on longer as I progressivly got back in the groove. I was really having a good cruise with no angst, and then it happened - some clown on a 600 overtook me.
All of a sudden I was unhappy, although it was not a conscious decision, the wrist cracked the throttle, bike boosted it's guts out and we went sailing past the little piss-ant 600 that thought for a fraction of a second it was better than a busa. The road was rough as bags up there, but it wasn't long before the headlight behind me disappeared, and I was happy again.
I made my way through woodford then to kilcoy, where I gave the thirsty bitch a drink. Still not near 100% on my behalf, but I could feel my confidence growing as I rounded each corner with ease. As I turned into the road around somerset dam, I noticed an old school Gen1 silver up ahead. More head down arse up throttle wide open, and I had passed him just as the twisties were starting.
I couldn't recognise him as a busa club member, but he was riding well. I would have been riding around 90% by now, and there was no chance of shaking this dude. Both of us were having a ball, and we swapped the lead a couple of times, until near the end of the road, we came up behind some cars.
I took the road for Fernvale and lost sight of my mate, who must have turned off, so continued flying solo on some very nice open sweepers (with the odd 40km/h corners to make sure you are awake). Now I was starting to feel very comfortable again, and the turn off for Mt. Glorious came up very quickly indeed.
Blasting along the tight twisty road in first and second gear, with a bit of traction braking out of the corners, it felt like I had never had a break from it. I don't know how people survive without a bike, I truly don't.
Although I missed the sight of Shredders arse in front of me, today was one of the best Sundays I've had in ages. Big thanks to my Angela for knowing that it's not something I want to do, it is something I NEED to do.
Just over 300 kays on two tanks of juice.
And BTW - I managed to stay well under 300 ALL DAY !!!!
It's funny how you don't realise how much you miss it, but I was grinning from ear to ear when she fired up this morning, and I must say - I got a little bit hard when I felt the familiar rumble between my legs that does not cause babies.
Being very rusty and nowhere near the top of my game, today was to be a nice quiet "getting to know you" session to blow out the cobwebs. I arrived at dayboro and watched the plod turn in for the run over the top and back, this gave me enough time for a pie and an iced coffee, and a trip to the boys room. I saddled up slowly and began the run over Mt. Mee, cruising along well below the speed limit, and tipping in slightly harder and faster at each corner.
Soon enough, Mr. plod is seen heading back into dayboro, so the corners got faster, braking got later, and boost was held on longer as I progressivly got back in the groove. I was really having a good cruise with no angst, and then it happened - some clown on a 600 overtook me.
All of a sudden I was unhappy, although it was not a conscious decision, the wrist cracked the throttle, bike boosted it's guts out and we went sailing past the little piss-ant 600 that thought for a fraction of a second it was better than a busa. The road was rough as bags up there, but it wasn't long before the headlight behind me disappeared, and I was happy again.
I made my way through woodford then to kilcoy, where I gave the thirsty bitch a drink. Still not near 100% on my behalf, but I could feel my confidence growing as I rounded each corner with ease. As I turned into the road around somerset dam, I noticed an old school Gen1 silver up ahead. More head down arse up throttle wide open, and I had passed him just as the twisties were starting.
I couldn't recognise him as a busa club member, but he was riding well. I would have been riding around 90% by now, and there was no chance of shaking this dude. Both of us were having a ball, and we swapped the lead a couple of times, until near the end of the road, we came up behind some cars.
I took the road for Fernvale and lost sight of my mate, who must have turned off, so continued flying solo on some very nice open sweepers (with the odd 40km/h corners to make sure you are awake). Now I was starting to feel very comfortable again, and the turn off for Mt. Glorious came up very quickly indeed.
Blasting along the tight twisty road in first and second gear, with a bit of traction braking out of the corners, it felt like I had never had a break from it. I don't know how people survive without a bike, I truly don't.
Although I missed the sight of Shredders arse in front of me, today was one of the best Sundays I've had in ages. Big thanks to my Angela for knowing that it's not something I want to do, it is something I NEED to do.
Just over 300 kays on two tanks of juice.
And BTW - I managed to stay well under 300 ALL DAY !!!!
Chopper says - "Harden the f*** up Australia"
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