She's a bit of a mish mash of images this week. I've been away on a Lizard ride, so I thought that I'd drop a few images in of what we get up to when we are out and about. You may recognise some of the faces in here, a pretty talented group of people and riders, that I am privileged to call my friends and brothers. This is what it means to me when I am riding. It's about being out there on the road talking bullshit, spinning tales and long evenings over a few quiets. Such good fun. When I am doing this I forget about all the troubles that I have had, and the whole ride becomes my existence for a brief few short days. So the Lizards struck out for 'The Last of the Summer Wine ride', and we had a great time. Cutting up the gang members riding down the Western Access, seeing some amazing sheds with even more amazing bikes in them, meeting people on the side of the road and just chewing the fat with fellow riders. A bit of an unfortunate episode in the middle of the Gentle Annie with some gravel and a wee car coming the other way, we killed far too many bottles of Central Otago Pinot Noir that's for sure. And radiators!!!!!! Go figure, never seen one radiator in all my years of riding get damaged, but we had three!!!! I guess it's all down to the piss poor conditions of some of our roads. Never mind. We had an Aussie Peter Addison riding with us for the first time and he was blown away by the ride, the roads and the views, he thinks we are very fortunate to be able to live and ride in a country such as this, and we do too. Had a couple of new lizards introduced to the group, so always pleased to welcome them on board. So on that note here's this weeks blog featuring some of the lizards
Now go grab a cup of Joe, because it's a big un.
The lizards payed their respects to Robert Holden, who would have almost certainly been with us today had things been different. This is at Wanganui at the memorial that i carved a hundred years ago as a mark of respect for the guy.
The first gathering of us all, with a further two groups to meet along the way
Tyre warmers were essential
Me trying to look like I know what I am doing
There's all types of bikes in the group
And all types of riders
Well we have to savoir this countries delights don't we
Peter Cross, famous amongst us...a great rider, person, and bloody good with those sausages
Some faces in the crowd.
Stroudy punted the brand new SV650 soon to be press bike well. I think they will say that it's been run in well. 1/2 an ounce of this mans talent I'd be happy.
Wearing the logo with pride Haydn, cheers
The aftermath of a 15 kilometer an hour adventure through un marked gravel. Sort your shit out Roading people
Ex Marlborough works mechanic couldn't fix this
And..... we even managed to get Mr Slight number 111 on a Ducati, no one succeeded in doing that ever, but we did. He complained that he thought the bike needed much more work to be competitive against the Honda
Napier for the dinner, it was a bloody good night. I sat back in my chair and had a reflective moment about this group, and all I could hear was bullshit racing/riding tales, people ribbing one another and lots of laughter. It was fantastic.
The memorial to Robert Holden, she's looking a bit rough but it's been over 20 years!!!!!!!
Aaron getting his game on.
Scotty, always smiling, always enjoying himself and his mates
Radiator one, fixed quite easily if you have a leatherman.
Baldrick and Todd getting ready
So that's the images that I have, still trying to figure out how to add video, and I know that there are plenty more images to come.
Now on with the blog
This just popped up again, I love it, so it's back on.
Just found this too, this is my Kawasaki bus that we turned into a desert storm hauler. Miss the 360 Husky too. Now that bike was epic.
Jerez this past weekend, the Spanish have a lot of bikes, 1 of 6 bike parks at the track.