danger stock on road

There is no clearer moment in your life than the moment straight after you look death in the eye and walk away

had a very EXCITING couple of secounds while out on “Motto Beasty”  this afternoon

I was cruising around a twisty little piece of road that traverses the Otago peninsular along the top of the hills when i encounted a patch of gravel

she was sides ways then straight then sideways then straight and then a wee shimmy and through the corner

I’d like to be able to say how i did all these fancy arse riding manouvers you hear guys talk about but the truth is I was on auto pilot and just “rode it out”

It was over in secounds [just like sex but without the argument over the wet spot]

years of riding obviously ment that I reacted to the situation and before I registered what to do I’d done it and was still up right but with that heart stopping adrenilin hit giving you the “rush” that comes with the close ones

came about as close to coming off as you can without actualy hitting the deck

A very sobering moment [even though i dont drink]

i went up to Lawrence to the drag racing that the local car club had organized

Not a bad event considering they are just local guys trying to get some high speeds and low times

They had a few cars from Dunedin, Gore, and invercargil running as well, so it was good to see the support

The best on the day [up ’til I left anyway] was a “T” bucket Foed with a big block “V-eight” and blower pulling a 11.9 sec 400 meters

Not a bad time

My last harley was a 1340cc Police Special that had more tricks done to it than a magicians top hat and the best time I ever got at the drag strip was 11.9  that was at the last bike drags to be held at Thunder Park in Hastings before it was turned into a Kiwi fruit orchad

I ran her a few times at the Drags the local car club put on in Motueka and managed some respectable low 12’s but only ever once cracked the magical 11 mark

I always did what we bikers call “Ride ‘n’ Race” you ride to the event race then [hopefully] ride home

So the times I pulled were the exact same times I could get on the road when the nice policeman wasn’t looking [haha]

I never lowered the tyre pressure or upped the fuel octane as i was’nt so much interested in being the fastest bike there I was more about how fast “MY” bike would go

There always someone faster

I used to say to people that I had the “secound fastest” Harley in Nelson as theres always someone ready to tell you his bike is faster [haha]

STOCK on Road YAHOOOOOOOooooooooooo