It’s Sunday arvo and I’m a bit wrecked.
First up some builders fitted some new weatherboards to the house this last week, and I had to putty up all the nail holes and undercoat the new boards. For most people that’s probably a couple of leisurely hours, but because I’m such a squid at those things it took me all day and I thought my arm was going to fall off when I’d finished. The new weatherboards were machined from spotted gum and were absolutely gorgeous. I really would love to have left them as raw timber, but it was an expensive exercise. I made sure those boards were protected from the weather ASAP.
Today was mowing day, and by the time it was done just after lunch I was really beat.
The more observant among you may well be wondering, “Why wasn’t he working on, or riding, that KLR?”
That’s a very good question. The answer is, “Because the KLR didn’t come back from Melbourne.”
It’s all for a very good reason. Safari Tanks had a few tries at getting the tank right, and then were too short on time to complete the work that needed to be done. They put the bike on display, but after the show took it back to the workshop to complete. The good news is I now will have to go down there and ride it back.
That part of Victoria is fantastic, so I’m looking forward to it. I sent down the standard footpeg mounts to get me home.
I don’t believe I’ve run an image of the bike in its current state of build, so here’s one. I don’t own the image. It was shot by Mitch Newell at the Moto Expo, but I’m pretty sure he won’t mind it appering here.
So I’ve had no bike again this week, and have no real news.
I’m getting a bit excited about Dakar. It’s only four weeks or so away, and I can see me logging some late nights in front of the computer watching it unfold.