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Rory from Insure My Ride rang me last night and I submitted a claim over the phone, he didnâ€t even ask for a police report, I had told him earlier that I didnâ€t call them. I just have to pay the $400 excess and the bike will be fixed. If I had to have an accident at 80 kph you couldnâ€t have asked for a better outcome. I donâ€t know if you call that good luck or bad, itâ€s one of those glass half full quandaries. It hasnâ€t shaken my confidence, although it does cause me to pause a little longer and consider the consequences but once underway that is largely forgotten as soon as the thrill of riding sets in.
I think if I was riding any other bike I might have considered that Iâ€ve pushed my luck too far and stopped riding but the Hayabusa is such a special machine, about as close to a living thing as a machine can be, the idea of giving it up is as traumatic as ending any good relationship. It has that magical quality of beauty and power, it feels like a precision instrument when you on itâ€s back and I canâ€t think of a better place to use it than on the roads over the Great Dividing Range, a marriage made in heaven, with a direct route to hell.
Iâ€m sitting on the veranda of a house out in the bush surrounded by gum trees watching kangaroos graze on the lawn studying a map searching for the way home. I think Iâ€ll take the Clide Mountain to Braidwood, Lake Bathurst to Goulburn, Wombean caves to Katoomba, the Putty road to Maitland, Thunderbolts way to Inverell, the Bruxner Highway to Lismore and then passed the Somerset dam to Brisbane. Else I could turn left instead of right at any junction and go another way, what ever, I canâ€t wait.
Thx to everyone for your concern and advice, see ya on the road ;-)
I think if I was riding any other bike I might have considered that Iâ€ve pushed my luck too far and stopped riding but the Hayabusa is such a special machine, about as close to a living thing as a machine can be, the idea of giving it up is as traumatic as ending any good relationship. It has that magical quality of beauty and power, it feels like a precision instrument when you on itâ€s back and I canâ€t think of a better place to use it than on the roads over the Great Dividing Range, a marriage made in heaven, with a direct route to hell.
Iâ€m sitting on the veranda of a house out in the bush surrounded by gum trees watching kangaroos graze on the lawn studying a map searching for the way home. I think Iâ€ll take the Clide Mountain to Braidwood, Lake Bathurst to Goulburn, Wombean caves to Katoomba, the Putty road to Maitland, Thunderbolts way to Inverell, the Bruxner Highway to Lismore and then passed the Somerset dam to Brisbane. Else I could turn left instead of right at any junction and go another way, what ever, I canâ€t wait.
Thx to everyone for your concern and advice, see ya on the road ;-)
