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A Write up from Ged about a typical CD's ride

 

Lake Ferry for Fush n' Chups

 

Gorgeous weather, so blue and you had to hunt to find a cloud in the sky. The only way it could have been better was if there was a small breeze to dry out some of those dodgy dark corners.

 

Many of the usual suspects arrived for the start and we got a few more like Camp Mother and friends. Eddie was trying out his new (to him) toy, a Blackbird of very good pedigree in Silver. Bruce and Maz on the ZX14, Glen on GS1200, Brian Ralph, Andy King, Craig on the HD, bunches of good folks.  All up I think we had 20 people.

Some planning was done and various regrouping points voiced and off we went. Over the Track and through Mangamaire and weirdly enough down #2 to Masterton (I haven't been that way on the motorcycle in ages) at a gentle 103 most of the way regrouping at the turn-off points and then the Mobil where we picked up the welcome addition of Ross and his daughter on the blue Blackbird. Down the back of Masterton to Martinborough through a section I have never done before with sections of one lane road in it. It has to be noted that many other bikes were out on the roads and so some care was taken through these one lane sections (maybe).

 

Top up tanks in Martinborough and bowl gently down to Lake Ferry. Yes I have been in the club for a wee while but it was still my first trip to Lake Ferry and what a beauty of a day. Anyways Ralphy was saying something about having considered Lake Ferry as a place to live but he had seen it with a southerly blowing and it is apparently the most miserable place on earth.

 

Jared joined the queue for fush un' chups in the pub and more than a few people knowing other people out for a bit of good weather. Lunch was nice and warm in the sun, a good change from the cool ride we had so far, some mentioning the state of their heated grips and touring gewgaws.

 

Leaving via the west side of the lake for Featherston had me a little concerned about gas as I hadn't refilled but all was good. Main road and the Rimutakas only a few km's up the road on a dry day. There was something of an air of anticipation. Mmmm mmmm, we live for times like this road. I tucked in behind our esteemed President, Bruce & Maz, and a dude on a thou sport bike (I shouldn't write these write ups when my memory has fuzzed up). Mr Pugh quickly overtakes B&M then proceeds to brake too heavily into corners and some competitiveness surfaces.

 

I have to say sorry to Glen on the downhill side on a wet right hander a car pulled over to let people pass and I wasn't sure if the car in front of me was going to have a go or not so I didn't pass and Glen was right on my tail at the time.

 

After that there was a group of about 5 of us (Andy King, Ralphy, B&M, the thou', and I) tootling down the hill around 104 and opening a small gap which I will talk about later. We got onto the motorway and there were some quite quick take offs from the lights at various points. The  Hayward’s were taken at gentle pace and some of us may have considered waiting at Pauatahanui but the Hill Road beckoned. B&M were most polite in letting those of us only one-up go past and cruise through at our own pace and in the end Andy led quietly through on the BMW and we only got separation as a group on the twisted sections.

 

The front group stopped at the bottom of the hill by the rail yards and in bits and pieces everyone regrouped. So with an invite to Mr King's for a cuppa and the distinct possibility of some home cooked cake or bikkies we set off, eventually being whittled down to just Andy, B&M, Eddie and myself dropping in and enjoying some of the last light lingering in the trees and tea/coffee and cake, thank you Faye, as the evening chill came to bear. B&M went for #1 and Eddie and I #2 (not rude, shame on you for thinking that, this is a family magazine) and the ride finished for me about seven at night.

 

You all missed a cracker of a day with lots of enjoyment.

 

Ged