Friday lunchtime I thought I'd go for a ride. I pulled the bike out and headed off to Nowra (about 3 hours south of here) to see my old china plate 'Lardus Rotundus'.
It was clear road till I got to Wollongong. Roadworks had traffic crawling along all the way past Berry. I road past all the poor creatures stopped in their cars. Ahh, the joys of riding.
Stayed at his place for a couple of days of eating food and talking shit. His missus likes me coming to visit 'cause I side with her and we pick on the 'Rotund One'. All in jest, of course. I had her crying with laughter.
Rode home Sunday. Weather was great for riding and the bike never missed a beat.
I love Harleys.
