Merry Christmas everyone. Even I’m a little amazed I can manage a blog on Christmas day.
I’m writing this mid-afternoon on Christmas Eve, and of course we’re all looking forward to celebrating Santa’s birthday tomorrow. I hope your Chrissy stockings are chocka with the bike-riding gear you’ve been hanging out for.
Longest Day in the form of a rip-shit-or-bust run into the desert didn’t happen this year, but Pottsy and I teamed up to wander out to Narrabri for a picnic at the radio telescope.
It was a really superb day. We had a couple of things not go our way during the day, including a problem with the KLR that meant removing the seat and sidecovers. Because of the pannier racks, getting the bolt for the sidecovers back in place was looking like a huge drama…or it would’ve been a huge drama for me. Pottsy grabbed a bit of fuel hose from his bumbag, jammed the bolt in the end, and WOOSHKA! He had what he called ‘a flexible drive’. Or something like that.
It wasn’t a big deal, because it appeared everything was working except the starter. We were parked on a gentle hill at Marty’s Mistake, so I was fairly confident I could roll down and clutch-start it, but Pottsy sussed the problem and fixed it while I ran around in ever-decreasing circles and whimpered.
The diagnosis and repair probably took an hour, but with a good length of sunlight that day and a not-too-ambitious destination it didn’t matter. Pottsy’s DR and my KLR stodged along at sensible speeds, the coffee was good each time we stopped, Pottsy produced an excellent menu of tuna with mayo and corn followed by peaches or pears in strawberry jelly for lunch, and life was good. The forecast 42-degree temperature never happened, and that was good too.
It rained on and off on the way back, and things became a little uncomfortable vision-wise coming down Dorrigo mountain as darkness fell, but I did the righty and showed Pottsy where the slippery bits were. We arrived home in good shape and rapt at the day we’d had, and as far as I’m concerned that’s a big win.
Speaking of Chrissy presents, Pottsy received a cracker in the form of a personalised plate for the V-Strom. Check this out…
And if I look up from my desk I can see another of the rodenty buggers on my bookshelf, a souvenir of the Great ANZAC Bikkie bake off a few years ago (a trophy which always brings me great memories of another fantastic ride with sensational people).
It was a great day’s riding and I really enjoyed it. Pottsy was open to the idea of a V-Strom/Dominator road run in the future sometime, so I’m looking forward to that too. If anyone has any ideas and dates for an overnighter somewhere, sing out. We’ll need a bit of notice, but it’d be great for anyone with a bike they don’t want to flog.
But that’s for another time.
For now, I hope everyone has a happy and holy Christmas, does heaps of riding, and generally enjoys some time off with no-one injured or booked on double demerits.
Next blog will be the last one for another year.