iffracem
The Phat Hairy Bloke
(shamelessly pilfered from it's place of first posting www.bikesandscooters.com.au, one of our partner forums)
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Well, wot can I say, bloomin marvelous...
Stattler and Waldorfs' (myself and Smack) trip to the GP was a good un, but a tad subdued, you see, I enjoyed myself way too much at that salubrious Hobart den of drinking, otherwise known as Joe's Garage.
TwinGirl, Techno and I were given last drinks on at least three occasions, saved twice by some silly bugger shouting the bar due to him becoming a grandfather.
We got poured out of the cab at around 2:00 am.. Smack was much better organised... he knew he had no willpower, so got #1 daughter to pick him up after she finished work, bout 10:00 ish....
Next day Techno and I met the Smack at his garage of awesomeness around half 9 the next morning. As most here probably have not seen him, Techno is the guy doing the weird thing with the hands... and later holding the post up. For the benefit of "out of towners", or those few people in Oz who may not have met him, the hairy headed bloke is of course "the Smack", one of the worlds Top blokes In fact, they both are, and I'm a lucky bloke to call them friends.
No more pics of that day, I shoved the camera into the rack bag, we saddled up, then headed North via Hamilton, Bothwell (where poor old techno had to head back, cos he had work <shudder> to do) Poatina, then Devonport via the luurvlee little Hamlet of Sheffield.
Now the first part of the trip, to the "fat doe" bakery at Bothwell, was not great for me, I just couldn't focus for some reason, got all the cornering lines wrong, couldn't get a "comfy" position.. Dunno why
Then a large and well needed Mocha at the fat doe and I was roarin'. That next leg I was in the groove baby!!! But by the time we topped up the petrol at Poatina, I was starting to slip again....
More coffe n cake at Elizabeth town saw me right till pizza at Devonport, then the boat, we got "upgraded from a two to four bunk berth, for some reason a lot of bike riders were taking all the two berths
Anyway, we had planned to while away the hours by imbibing at the bar... but, like the piking piker I was that day, I collapsed into the bunk early
so endeth the first day
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Well, wot can I say, bloomin marvelous...
Stattler and Waldorfs' (myself and Smack) trip to the GP was a good un, but a tad subdued, you see, I enjoyed myself way too much at that salubrious Hobart den of drinking, otherwise known as Joe's Garage.
TwinGirl, Techno and I were given last drinks on at least three occasions, saved twice by some silly bugger shouting the bar due to him becoming a grandfather.
We got poured out of the cab at around 2:00 am.. Smack was much better organised... he knew he had no willpower, so got #1 daughter to pick him up after she finished work, bout 10:00 ish....
Next day Techno and I met the Smack at his garage of awesomeness around half 9 the next morning. As most here probably have not seen him, Techno is the guy doing the weird thing with the hands... and later holding the post up. For the benefit of "out of towners", or those few people in Oz who may not have met him, the hairy headed bloke is of course "the Smack", one of the worlds Top blokes In fact, they both are, and I'm a lucky bloke to call them friends.
No more pics of that day, I shoved the camera into the rack bag, we saddled up, then headed North via Hamilton, Bothwell (where poor old techno had to head back, cos he had work <shudder> to do) Poatina, then Devonport via the luurvlee little Hamlet of Sheffield.
Now the first part of the trip, to the "fat doe" bakery at Bothwell, was not great for me, I just couldn't focus for some reason, got all the cornering lines wrong, couldn't get a "comfy" position.. Dunno why
Then a large and well needed Mocha at the fat doe and I was roarin'. That next leg I was in the groove baby!!! But by the time we topped up the petrol at Poatina, I was starting to slip again....
More coffe n cake at Elizabeth town saw me right till pizza at Devonport, then the boat, we got "upgraded from a two to four bunk berth, for some reason a lot of bike riders were taking all the two berths
Anyway, we had planned to while away the hours by imbibing at the bar... but, like the piking piker I was that day, I collapsed into the bunk early
so endeth the first day
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