I decided late saturday night at work to give sunday overtime the flick and go for a ride
After a few hours sleep i woke up,made some hastily arranged sunday night accommodation decisions,fluffed around aimlessly like the living dead then hit the road sans coffee.
Arriving at the meeting point i filled up the tank then found Gary,Skip,Skippy & a few more new faces.
I attempted conversation but made bugger all sense,forgetting names instantly ...the need for caffeine becoming urgent but just out of reach as the departure time came & went waiting for Mr & Mrs Diesel.
The assembled throng departed on the pre-arranged route which i briefly perused at sparrows fart before departing home,retaining no info whatsoever.Not long after leaving the highway approaching a T intersection,the dual corbin seat i swapped in the previous day for the corbin solo saddle/corbin smuggler set up came back to bite me in the arse. Looking right for oncoming traffic,the old grey ghost veered sharply to the left within a mere cm of running up over the gutter.In my haste putting the seat on saturday afternoon i dropped the front seat adjustment bar to the lowest point,resulting in relocating my ample frame to a lower forward position resulting in a very twitchy handling bike !
Upon reaching the edge cafe at montville,i adjusted my seat then walked in to find Sabie,Mrs & Mrs Ian B/Beatup and KiwiRoo. The coffee was great when it arrived - Rabbits having to get a refund due to his caffeine hit not arriving upon departure.The ride down through nambour and beyond was uneventful until my left pannier decided to play traffic bingo around north arm.I heard a dull thump then watched it cartwheel down the road behind me in my left mirror as the pack powered off into the distance unaware of the hilarity unfolding behind them.Pannier reattached wearing scars some time later found me at the end of the road with a decision to make - which way to go ? ..... up or over the highway ?
Google maps to the rescue !
I arrived at the lovely Apollonian pub,pulling up in front Shiney & Carrol standing in the car park.
Where is everyone else ? i blurted eloquently to bemused looks just as the lost riders rolled in behind me.
Every cloud has a scratched silver pannier lining it appears
The joint was jumping on a lovely sunday afternoon.The spit roast special is clearly a popular drawcard complete with barking dogs,a band playing on an old horse drawn wagon on the front lawn & topped off by some expensive harley's riding past the band as i departed.
Thanks to Gary for organising this ride.Mishaps aside or included an RTE is always a great adventure regardless of distance or destination.
Good to meet some new members.I may not remember your names but i do remember your faces and i look forward to seeing you again soon
Harieg - hope all is well & at least 1 of your fleet is working
Photo's to follow when i get home ....
