Mel is an expert rider, having only recently packed up his Super Bike (well after qualifing for his Gold card). He provided a Master Class on the road back from the Cape - his smooth lines making short work of fast corners, with Butch (also well into Gold Card territory) close behind - those of us keen to learn watching from behind... I was reminded that horsepower and brute strength are not always the answer. Into the bar at the Copthorne, each keen to soak up the $50 food and beverage credit that was part of our package. Anticipating a rowdy meal (despite Mikes C and Moros having headed home early to fufil domestic duties) we'd sought out a table far from other diners, and so it was. Our very efficent waitress (Kelsi) had us sorted in no time and was thrilled to see a stack of $10's and $20's in the centre of the table when we left. Kelsi had arranged a taxi van for those too stupid to forego the chance of an early night, instead heading for the bright lights of Paihia township, a $15 ride away. Relying on local knowledge, our driver took us to a bar that despite AJ's protestations, proved to be just that. After following AJ into a couple of rough or age inappropriate joints, we returned to where we started. AJ took the opportunity to console himself by indulging in a spot of Karaoke, deciding on Sweet Caroline as regongition of our friend from last night. His rendition surprised us all, and had those few patrons as were in the bar participating enthusiastically, dancing and joining in the chorus. Another $15 got us back to the Copthorne, and the bar being closed (phew) it was off to bed, a night shortened by the arrival of daylight saving and for some of our South African mates, watching SA beat Samoa (again, phew). 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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