We all knew the Hog Ride was going to be a scorcher, but even the most optimistic were well off the mark. Some spurned prudence for comfort, T shirts anf half helmets, others, more saftey conscious stuck with layers of leather - I was somewhere in between. 35 bikes, plus a very unusual side car combination followed Butch out of the Dealership, headed to the Riverhead Tavern via the NW motorway. As usual, traffic was terrible to start with, although we didmake good progress, all bar the sidecar, who was a bit wide to follow us between lines of cars. A quick regroup at Z Westgate, then Helensville bound, enjoying a reasonably quick trip with not too many obstacles in our path. Windy country roads took us back to The ever popular Riverhead (my second trip in less than a week), for a desperate and well earned beer (two actually). This is what we live for! Comments are closed.
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Don MalcolmA perfect day involves being on my Harley with a long ride ahead.
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