Oh god yes yes yes! For annual leave that is.

Yesterday was the first day of a whole months leave 😍😍😍 while I have 2 weeks booked for NZ that leaves around 2 weeks for riding, riding and more riding.

Saturday 29th Feb – went to ye olde faithful Nebo and down to Samford then Dayboro for a tasty brekky. Dayboro bakery one of the gooduns, they had the spinach and feta damper again 🤤 and yes I did heavily indulge. Came home via Petrie / Toowong / Centenary Mway. Saw the turn off for Old Petrie Town, somewhere I have been eying up for a while to take some photos of the bikes.

Sunday 1st March – did some chores around the house and took old mate to hospital for a CT scan. Residual effects of head vs concrete floor last weekend at work. Been in the wars this one.

Monday 2nd to Tuesday 3rd March – heading up to Kandanga via Mt Mee > Maleny > Kenilworth and staying the night at Pomona. Appears the temp will be 34° ew. Return rite yet to be decided, 87% certain that is the best way to get home haha.

Wednesday 4th to Friday 6th March – booked 2 nights on the Gold Coast so we can go exploring down thataway without traipsing home every night. Options on Natural Bridge, O’Reillys, Beechmont, Tambo, Kyogle, Lions Rd, Currumbin Rock Pools, Taigum, Burringbar. Final decision TBC.

Saturday 7th March – potentially a ride with one of the Meetup crowds. Recent events have turned me off group riding somewhat and I’m happier just Mr & I.

Sunday 8th March – might have table tennis this day and have shopping to do before we head off to NZ. Should also need a rest day by now if not sooner.

Monday 9th March – ideal should be packing for our NZ trip but no doubt will find a quick squirt given it’s the last day for 2 long weeks while we are in NZ 😪. I sad.

Tuesday 10th to Monday 23rd March – galavanting around NZ fishing, visiting folks and generally eating way to much good Kiwi tucker. The elusive leathers that fit is going to be furthest from my grasp during this time lol.

Tuesday 24th March – recovery,

Wednesday 25th March – no idea but it will be on 2 wheels 😬😬😬. Mr goes back to work on 26th and myself the 30th so whatever moped time we can muster together I will take it.

Thursday 26th to Saturday 28th March – Mr will be absolutely buggered so no couple rides but if I can find a mate to go rolling with I will.

Sunday 29th March – recovery and through bike cleaning and maintenance before return to work tomorrow.

Our next leave period should be August. Whatever I will get up to then but could be an epic long ride to SA or to the edge of the desert I don’t know yet. Stay tuned, praying for energy and stamina to survive the next month off before I can even start planing my next adventure.

That’s the 10 dollar question.

I’ve recently stopped riding with my little group, people I grew to love and enjoy sharing not only my passion for riding but also many great chats / laughs. I left the group chat, no more riding with them either as a group or individually.

Basically one person in the group decided to take a dig at my weight. It’s something I’ve dealt with for many years in every aspect of my life and have even discussed here before. I am a hefty woman. The people who know me the best understand this is the LEAST important fact about me there could be. There is a lot to me besides how much I weigh.

It’s not the first time and it sure as shit won’t be the last. Only the way I deal with such people has changed over the years. I have no time or inclination to keep seeing these type of people and let them eat away at what little self confidence I do have.

It’s not news to me that I need to lose weight. I do not look in the mirror and think there is nothing to work on. And I don’t let my weight dictate what I can and can’t do. I dance. I ride. I have sex. I love food. I love my friends and family. I get up to mischief. I socialise.

There are things I can’t do. I’m not trying to do those things and riding doesn’t fit into this category of things I’m physically unable to do. It’s not that someone poked shit at me for being fat, I am fat, not denying it. It’s that this is all they can see about me. Sad for them, not so much for me.

So I disengaged from the group. I’m done with that person and won’t ride with them. If I see them again in my lifetime, it would be too soon. It’s not even a sudden shift they have been getting progressively rude and obnoxious over time. I just had enough and won’t put up with shit cunts. Gbye boy. And you are a boy, men don’t act like that.

I’ve been accused of being a sook, too sensitive, a goose, silly, having a bad day, drama queen, sulky, spoilt, precious and being on my period. Naww, y’all are sweet but no. I deserve better people in my life. I’ve always tried to help others, why should I have to deal with shit? Grow up.

So what do I think the issue is? Many, not one. Since I’ve upgraded to R class bike the snippy attitude revealed itself more and more. It’s misogyny. It’s jealousy. It’s fat shaming/hating (I wasn’t asking or hoping to fuck you, no danger of that ever being the case lol). Hiding behind cultural beliefs excuse. But we all know … it’s being a shit cunt.

So I retreat back into my safety zone of riding with just Mr. He’s by far my favourite to ride with. He’s more than just my riding mate – he’s the father of my kids, my teenage sweetheart, my best friend, my lover and number 1 supporter. My constant companion for nearly 30 years. It’s for his sake I wish I had started riding sooner … oh the adventures we would have had!

I noticed my stress levels have decreased not having to make an effort with group rides, being anxious about routes and destinations. I’m sad because I miss the wider group. However my mental health has to come first.

At one point I wanted to sell G Force because of the comment. I was in tears at just the thought of saying goodbye to her. A bike I love with everything I have in my heart for bikes. Everyone said no don’t sell it. My self belief was at the lowest point it’s been for a very long time. I was not worthy of my bike both aesthetically and skill wise. It had never bothered me until someone helped me connect the way I look with being deserving of her.

After several days of crying I decided to keep riding. To spite him and all the people just like him. To get back to believing in me, even if no one else did. To appreciate all the GOOD things about me. To celebrate how much I love riding. To become the rider I want to be. To show anyone and everyone that fat people can do things, even if it doesn’t look as pretty.

I still have shit days when that comment sneaks back into my conscious thoughts. All the doubts I have about myself creep in until I can’t breathe. Where I miss the folks I was riding with (terribly). The days I feel good about riding and about the decision I made to leave the group outnumber these days 10 to 1. Easily.

I see now I don’t need them, I don’t need anyone. I’m me. Like it or fuck off are your 2 options there and I don’t care which one it is. Take me as I am, at least I’m not a fake ass undercover cock sucker 🤷🏻‍♀️. If I only succeed to piss you off then that’s fine with me. If I achieve greater, even better.

Sleep awaits me. I will dream of endless corners with perfect cambers and no hazards lol. Take care, ride safe peeps.

Was there someone NOT trying to kill me?

Went on a lovely ride yesterday up Mt Nebo > Mt Glorious > Somerset Dam > Kilcoy > Mt Mee. Beautiful weather, not too hot, bit cloudy to keep the temperature down.

Great day out with some of my riding mates and Mr. Coming down the southern side of the mountain (towards Dayboro) Mr and another bloke shot ahead to play speedy racers. Two other mates and I were held up in traffic 🙄 so were further back.

Coming round a corner, a white hatchback on the opposite side of the road has stopped and is waiting for me to go past to turn into a driveway. Prick in a 4WD comes screeching up his arse and in an effort to avoid the hatchback decides to use my side of the road 🤦🏻‍♀️🤦🏻‍♀️ not what you want to see on a bend!

I did my best to avoid the 4WD and his bull bars 👀 but was clipped on the right knee. The bike was all over the shit, front and back wheels flapping around, tyres locked up, handle bars giving my forearms a nice workout that I didn’t want lol.

Thankfully stayed upright *no idea how even now* and came to a stop in the middle of the road. Took a deep breath to gather myself and moved to a driveway just down the hill a little.

My riding mates looked in their mirrors when they heard the skidding tyres to see me fuck arsing all over the show 😂😂😂 I laugh now but it is an unpleasant feeling losing and regaining control several times, not knowing whether you will be ok on the other side of it.

Took more deep breaths as I waited in the driveway for the 4WD driver to come down once he dealt with the white hatchback. Looked like only right-hand rear of the hatchback sustained any damage.

No damage to G Force 🙌🏼 and apart from a knee bump and mark on my pants no damage to me either. Adrenaline surging and resisted the urge to yell at the driver when he said oh no damage to bike just your knee 😠🤔🤨😒 thanks for your concern, buy me some new fucking undies ya cock head.

Texted Mr as below, he came back anyway (saw him halfway down) and quick debrief at Dayboro Bakery with the group 🤷🏻‍♀️ shit happens, I know.

Even with the incident I had a blast riding. Someone did say I need to stop riding now it’s not safe. I never will, as long as I can, I shall.

My bike succession plan based on body capability is Sports Bike > Upright (naked or ADV) > Cruiser > Spyder. That will be a sad day hahahahaha but when the back, legs or nerves get you it’s time to reassess. Not now, I can still get a leg over G Force!

I’ve given all my details to the 4WD driver who is now trying not to reply to my messages. We can go the easy way or the hard way, I have more than enough information to go to the Police. I’m not worried which way he chooses to do it, obviously better for him to front up than the police knock on his door first.

Been nearly 2 months riding G Force full time. And we are getting our shit together!

Mr recently changed my suspension to be a bit firmer as I was bouncing out of the seat just getting up the driveway. It has brought more stability to the bike while not giving up all the comfort of such a solid ride.

My confidence is growing and I’m starting to think and learn more about what lines I want to take around corners, the lean capabilities of the bike (and myself!) and how to harness the sheer excess of power.

Launches – still need more work but ooft she’s a beautiful winner on the green light. Y’all know how much I love my filtering 😍 this is simply part 2 of that process. Finding that space between front wheel in the air and stalling is a fine line. The aerodynamics of a lowered bike help with that a lot but there are sneaky wheels slightly off at times 👀

Cornering – still shit and might stay that way for all eternity lol. Not that I don’t trust the tyres, the bike, the rider or the road. I just don’t want to crash her gorgeous body into the bitumen. Sad face won’t even cover it if I do. Slow and steady gently pushing myself more each time is my preferred approach. I won’t be bullied, shamed or nagged at for going the speed I feel most comfortable doing. Very much a big old get fucked to anyone that thinks I have anything to prove.

Long distance – ok ok ok, I am often riding with 1 hand or no hands on the bars. It’s a super bike, it feels like a super bike and my body is merely a tub o’ custard on wheels. I also have a LOT of padding back there. Significant. Refer to FB post where someone called me a fat cunt and told me to lose weight 😂😂😂😂😂😂😂 besides that point, you will get sore after a bit. Regular stops even to get off and stretch before riding off again. I’ll allow it.

Fuel economy – no one buys a litre bike to conserve fuel. You can choose very fast or cheap. Rarely both on a 1000.

It’s a great bike. I know people think it’s too big for me. It is. The transition from LAMS to OPEN is a leap. I don’t have off road experience and I don’t have decades of regular road riding time under my belt. I know that. My reason for going straight to a super bike is purely based on not needing more power after 6-12 months that I have seen others suffer.

No different than wanting a decent LAMS bike so I wouldn’t get bored in the 2 years until I could sit my opens 🤷🏻‍♀️ and that was one of the best decisions I ever made!

Fuck all, was just going to Gold Coast Bike Night because it was Suzuki night, not to enter anything 😂😂😂

Dunno why I haven’t gone before 🤷🏻‍♀️ it was worth the short trip down for it. Bouncy castle for the kids, food stalls, slow drags, tyre tossing and show n shine. Oh wait on, I hate crowds of randoms that’s right.

Started at 4pm but the event really didn’t start until the kids/women/men tyre tossing close to 5pm. Kids were awesome and the women. Really loved that a fella with a bung arm (I’m allowed to say bung arm cos Mr does too) had a crack, he did quite well 👍🏼

Old mate in the men’s introduced the spinning toss sort of like hammer throw or shot put where you a little do-si-do and use the momentum of the spin to propel further.

The slow drags were competitive. We only stayed to watch the LAMS bike category. I couldn’t figure out how many runs you got or who was in the finals. Also, you know how much I just LUURRVVVV slow manoeuvres 😒 #YeahNah #DebilitatingFear #NoThanks

There were some folks in Halloween getup … I forgot that was happening and just thought their dress sense was weird LOL. Also a $10 bikini bike wash, fucking bargain, included a photo with the bikini clad models.

Didn’t get one cos no one else was and I didn’t wanna have to ride G Force past everyone 😂😂😂 that will be the time I drop her in spectacular fashion by forgetting which one is the brake.

Lots of yummy food to be had and stalls of which I really didn’t know what they were selling. No sign just stuff out on the tables 🤷🏻‍♀️🤷🏻‍♀️🤷🏻‍♀️ I like the information brochure, how much, what is it, who would even buy that = me trying to shop then remember I’m not a “proper” girl.

Saw Hayley from ECFR *new FB friend* who I haven’t seen since I went on the ladies ride to Canungra several months back. Great to catch up again as last time I was on the CBR500 now rolling on the big girl.

Not a bad nights free entertainment. Left before the R class slow drags based solely on the wait for that to start. The bathroom is inside the dealer showroom. Perfect spot to manage any expansion in the event although more toilets wouldn’t go astray if that happened.

Loads of parking inside the complex and along the road if you’re like me and don’t wanna go full entrance mode or prefer to do the quiet sneak offs. Last time I did bike night was when it was still at Harry’s Diner 😂😂 you can tell I’m a real social butterfly.

Location: 12 Lawrence Drive, Nerang. Take the Nerang South exit. Good for families, groups, show offs and most importantly – bike enthusiasts.

Soggy weekend ride from Brisbane > Beaudesert > Mt Lindesay > Kyogle > Casino > Grafton > Dorrigo > Bellingen over the weekend.

Early 5am start to get ready and arrive at the pre-meet by 6.45am. Onto starting point Beaudesert for 7.30 (that turned out to be 8am due to a forgotten bag by someone).

Anddddd we’re off. Made average time for the first lil bit and sure enough 20 mins in I feel a pain in my left side. Trying to ride along with one hand on throttle and one hand pressed against my abdomen to apply pressure / relieve pain is not fun going over Mt Lindesay.

If there was anywhere to stop I would have. Soldiered on and felt like I wanted to pass out or throw up. Finally pulled over at Dairy Flat to assess the spew probability … had some deep breaths and carried on. Poor old Tail End Charlie thought I might keel over but I promised to make it to Kyogle without dying 😂

Stopped for refuel and have some meds at Kyogle. Looked like absolute trash even more than usual. Had a yummy bakery stop in the middle of town before pushing on for lunch date at Grafton.

Reached Grafton with approximate average speed of 150-160km/hr 👀 ssshhhh ok just ssshhhh I know! Actually fabulous pub lunch at Blue Goose Hotel and refuelled again for final leg to Bellingen.

Rained nearly the whole time but had my trusty Dri Rider jacket. Rain pants I bought last minute had a low low crotch so couldn’t get my leg over the bike so #abandoned on the garage floor 😫 hello moist vagina

Got separated from the group when I saw two people who I thought MIGHT be with our group and possibly the corner markers. I stopped and before I could even say anything got a head shake and waved straight ahead by the pillion. Ok then.

Fair blasted for several kilometres until I realised hmmm maybe I was meant to go left???? Carried on anyway fuck it will find the next turn off lol. Saw a sign for Dorrigo and waited ten mins to see if TEC turned up. Nope, ok we ride alone this next bit to meet the group.

Get to the intersection at Dorrigo here is the group waving me down hahaha pfftt not lost what are ya talking about. Aforementioned corner marker said ‘we were marking the corner’ well when I got there was two people on their phones not watching and I didn’t get a chance to stop and make sure this was my turn as I was waved on. No matter, I made it 🤷🏻‍♀️

Refuelled again at Dorrigo. Soaked to buggery on Waterfall Way heading to Bellingen. Last 10-15kms lots of windy road with diesel and sand everywhere, rain pissing down so much by now everywhere had visors up (still couldn’t see).

Have never been so happy to reach the destination. After a change of clothes straight to the restaurant for dinner and drinks. The big fireplace was a bonus, dried my boots for a bit there before using the motel hairdryer on them back in the room. The motel service was outstanding. They let us use their dryers and washers that I assume linen gets washed/dried in.

The staff were fantastic so accommodating, friendly and the food was amazing. Wish I had went with the pork belly as my table neighbour got that and it was MASSIVE. Yum.

Next morning still slightly damp everywhere but back into the rain we headed, up over the range to Ebor Falls. I didn’t end up going as I was too cold and wanted to come back with old mate to see the sights when it was less rainy!

Rained until about Kyogle where I said hooray to the rest of the group going down Lions Rd and I was heading straight home.

Really thought my body would be fucking toasted but I wasn’t too bad. Had some deep heat rubbed on my shoulders once I was home and a deep, deep sleep that night.

Yeah it rained. Yeah we all got wet. Yeah I went slow on the corners due to rain. But for the laughs and the adventure I wouldn’t have missed it. Being able to spend quality time with your riding mates is one of the best things ever. I’m not really built for long distance riding LOL but I did okay.

Only one broken mirror and couple of new scrapes to show for it. Around 900kms round trip in a weekend, I’ve definitely had less entertaining weekends than this!

Highly recommend anyone make this ride. Bit of everything … flat out speeds, windy, rough, even some bush fires still smoking along the way. Decent stops and travel time between. Excellent food the whole time, cannot fault.

Helps having a great group of people. I didn’t know most of them but oh well such is the biker community you soon find something to chat about 😝

Me: nowhere just been chilling and loving in G Force now I’m fully legal 😍

Lil Boop (the CBR500) however has moved on now that I don’t ride it nor planned to ride it again. Couple of stray tears as she left, hopefully the new owner will enjoy her nimble cheekiness as much as I did.

We bought Lil Boop back in March 2017 for $4,000 and just under 20kms. It was a repairable write off with a few bumps and scratches (which I added to over the 2.5 years of ownership). I was very specific to Mr who was looking at it while I was at work: make sure it will ride ok for me, given shorter arms etc.

He made a great choice the bike was perfect for me. Well, after the seat was chopped and the lowering link applied 😬😬😬. The link eventually broke #CheapEbayShit but by then I was a more confident rider so just chucked it on the lowest setting for the rest of the time riding it.

Mr would always mock Lil Boop ‘it’s a little toy!’ every time he rode it 😂. Not until I was on the big bike I realised what he meant. She was cute as a button and a solid, reliable bike.

Two and a half years and 47,000 kms later she was sold off for around half what we paid. I for sure got my $2k shortfall worth of fun out of it so I’m not worried about resale it’s all money before Christmas 🤷🏻‍♀️.

Asked $2300 hoping to get $2k and ended up $2150. Yassssss bitch lol.

The buyer didn’t want to test ride it (Mr was all ready to kit up and follow him in case haha) just straight in, hand over cash and ride off. Being a polite Marketplace seller I did let the other interested buyers know it had sold, at least one disappointed but slow moving buyer missed out on a bargain.

I do love G Force an inappropriate amount haha but Lil Boop will always have a special place in my heart. She is where I learned to ride properly (not the same as a GAG50 in the backyard / up the street or taking Mr’s old bike around the block once) and the love affair with motorcycling became so deeply ingrained I will never stop as long as my body allows.

When it no longer allows sports bike, we go to naked or cruiser. When that option also disintegrates we look at a Spyder or bigger scooter. I know, hopefully I die before then 😆

Mr laughed at me being a sap about farewelling Lil Boop but it’s my first bike and he has bought / sold / crashed many more than me! Let me have my moment of sadness and seeing that space in the garage where she once lived. Might have room for a project bike after all 🤔

Well first day taking G Force to work fully legal beagle and some wank stick gives me a bump changing lanes without indicating or looking.

Bottom of Ipswich Rd heading to city, right at the Buranda lights there is a bus stop. I was already filtering (legally, first time for everything LOL) between a bus that had stopped and a red 4WD. Fuck hole in the 4WD decides he will skip into the left lane in front of the bus. Blue is me, red is the car

Anyway gave me a fright more than anything, I indicated for him to pull into the hospital drop off zone behind me. Got off the bike, fuming of course, he zero-fucks-given asks if I’m ok … yes I am ok but don’t like it when arseholes don’t look when changing lanes.

He reckons I was changing lanes too. Ummm you ran into the side of me which even if I WAS changing lanes I was already there! Arrogant prick.

Exchanged details and after more arguing (and me swearing a lot) about who is in the wrong I remember I have a helmet cam and do not need to listen to his bullshit. He says good that I do and doesn’t seem to fathom I will be reviewing in great detail what just happened. A kind nurse came out and said she rides a Triumph 900 and understands why I was so pissed off with him.

He almost ran me over AGAIN leaving the hospital drop off zone 🤬🤬🤬 ffs. Got home and watched the footage about 20 times … getting more and more angry by the minute.

Realised in all the brouhaha I didn’t have his phone number. Doesn’t matter I had the rest. Submitted a police report online and confirmed there is camera footage of the incident. Not sure the cops give 2 shits or will do anything, don’t even care if they don’t. Was just angry re-watching it and fired it off out of spite cos I’m petty as all hell.

Found him on FB and sent him a message to say this is my number (no call needed FYI only) and that I had reviewed the footage and he was in he wrong. So what he reckons. So just in case the police contact you / send you a fine in the male twat. Maybe if he hadn’t been such a cock head I would have been ok with no harm to me and bike, let’s move past it.

The danger is allllll on the motorcyclist no matter who is in the right or wrong. The motorbike will always come off worse that is the nature of having all your limbs out feeling that freedom we all harp on about. The potential for even a small off to cause injury is very real and it’s something I live with every time I get my kit on. I understand the risks but it doesn’t mean I accept piss arse attitudes like his.

Mr had a similar issue a few weeks back. We were riding through a school zone so I slowed down to 40. VW behind thought oh stuff you slow arse I will dart in the other lane. Spence was in that lane and was also slowing for the school zone ended up with a car bumper on his back tyre snaking around a bit.

We pulled into a carpark and the driver of the VW accepted all responsibility and even offered to pay for a new tyre (just scuffed, would scrub off a few kms down the road). The fact he put his hands up and admitted fault, we all carried on our day no worse off but maybe a bit wiser and considerate. I might have sweared at him a bit in the beginning though lol.

Similar scenarios. Two different outcomes. Stepping back and taking a breath, each person owning their part and being respectful of others no matter which side of the equation you were on ensured a relatively minor issue was quickly resolved.

So Mr Roderick O’Sullivan of 46 Lana Street, Tarragindi QLD registration 660 TKS … think about THAT if you ever cause an accident again from impatience and carelessness. Think about what came about because your fat head was too far up it’s own arse to accept the consequence of your shitty actions. Good luck to you as yours wil fast run out living your life with reckless regard for those around you. 🖕🏽🖕🏽🖕🏽🖕🏽🖕🏽🖕🏽🖕🏽🖕🏽🖕🏽🖕🏽🖕🏽🖕🏽🖕🏽🖕🏽🖕🏽🖕🏽🖕🏽🖕🏽🖕🏽🖕🏽🖕🏽🖕🏽🖕🏽🖕🏽🖕🏽🖕🏽🖕🏽🖕🏽🖕🏽🖕🏽🖕🏽🖕🏽🖕🏽🖕🏽🖕🏽

The greatest week of all weeks will soon be upon us … Ride to Work Week, 7-11 October.

I ride every day I go to work (I work from home Monday and Tuesday) and can count the number of times in 2.5 years that I’ve bailed due to rain or needing to take something in the car.

But R2WW is that time of year when all motorcyclists should embrace what being one of the 2 wheeled crew truly means.

Beating traffic, adrenaline pumping, leaving yourself open to injury, mastering corners, doing dank whoolies and nodding to your fellow motorcyclists. Is this a dying action? Me think so.

I generally nod at all bikes and the returned nods are getting fewer and further between. On a weekend sprint up Nebo/Glorious/Mee there are not only multitudes of bikes but nods to go with them.

Perhaps mountain riding is more of a social activity given the numbers who head straight for the hills on any weekend or the good possibility you might see someone at the popular cafe so don’t be a knob end about it.

What is in a nod? Nothing more than acknowledging hey you and I share a love of riding. So why don’t more bikes nod? Do they think you’re taking it as a marriage proposal? Do they want to avoid being “gay”? Are they too cool for school?

First of all, no one is too cool for school. Y’all can crash and die same as me. Your bike might be more expensive than mine but so what? Like I give a shit.

Second of all, if it was The Beat and some dude was dressed up nodded at you then yeah it could be a gay thing. On a mountain, seeing each other for 3 seconds? Probz not champ. There is nothing wrong with being gay ffs 😡😡😡 there is something wrong with being so into yourself you think gay men are waiting for your particular bum hole so you better stand flat against the wall.

Finally, unless you are mid-corner, too many lanes over on the motorway or otherwise unable to *running from cops, in an accident, texting and riding* then no one expects you to nod. Keep focusing on not dying.

I will be riding every day unless it’s storming then piss off as QLD has a dry, clear winter and storm shitted Summers being a subtropical region. Even then the summer storms are all hiss and roar with potentially large hail for 10 mins (if that) and gone. From work I watch it roll on past well before I head home. Good time, good times.

While it’s always a personal choice for myself and others to nod or not nod, why wouldn’t you? Costs nothing, if you don’t get a nod back doesn’t matter, enjoy being the bigger/better person lol.

Near 100% of Harley’s, huge tourers like Goldwings and trail bikes do not nod back. I still nod. None of those bikes I’d ever want to own or ride so jokes on them.

Perhaps during R2WW all riders could make a bit more effort. As a motorcyclist, we get fuck all from anyone at any time. It’s our week. Recognise the comradeship and love of motorcycle riding. The following week we can all go back to whinging about revenue raising on our little FB pages 😂😂😂

Get out there, spread your love of riding with others and stay safe. Super ironic if there is yet ANOTHER bike fatality during R2WW. Becoming all too common and I’d rather see a post about someone’s lame ass chicken strips than RIP please donate to a GoFundMe 😕.

Left home at the spritely hour of 3.30am. Why? Why indeed lol.

Thought it’s been a while since we went to Byron Bay Lighthouse for sunrise. Approx 2 hours from our house around 6am hence the early departure to beat the sun and sufficient time to climb the hill / get setup for photo ops unlimited 😬. Went down the M1, icicle tits all the way 🥶 what happened to our 30° days???

Arrived in good time. Parked next to a campervan. The lower gate is locked so have to trudge up the walkway to the viewing area. Have been up to the lighthouse itself a couple of times already so elected to (lazy) half walk to a decent view.

After may selfies and photos of the horizon at various stages of ‘lit’ we headed back down. Could see from a distance a car had parked in front of us (pic below) grrrrr. We could still get out just an arsehole thing to do.

Most likely scenario: arrived too late to secure a carpark. Did as they pleased with no regard for others or the law. Coming towards us a couple said “don’t worry they were already ticketed by the parking warden who visits at 6am every day”. Ahhh sweet, sweet karma.

I don’t think there will be a repeat performance LOL. And yes it did make my morning not gonna lie. I never said I was a good person 😂

Came home the scenic route via Lismore, Kyogle, Mt Lindesay, Beaudesert. Lovely drive ruined by over cautious speed limits and multiple slow zones – 40km/hr school zones where the school is not on the main road, overly extended 40km/hr roadworks zones miles before the workmen even were, many small settlements with ridiculous lengthy speed limit of 80 where 100 would have been fine and is fine in similar areas.

Still a great ride but what a shame.

Parked on the side of the road to take some pics of Mt Lindesay, something I have wanted to do the last 2 times I went that way! Beautiful back drop for our beautiful girls.

I have to pinch myself constantly. This is my every day bike now. Mine, all mine. To ride and love until my woosy shoulders pack it in hahahaha. Plenty of stops needed on long rides.

Dragged our asses home tired and by this point the 33° QLD heat was back in action. Ai yi yi but so bloody worth it.

Would I recommend? Yes. Are there other towns/roads to do around there? Yes – Lions Rd, detour to Mooball to see the big motorbike and ride the Murwillumbah passing lane, stoner town Nimbin and for the truly committed a bit of a sideways to Woodenbong / Queen Mary Falls if so desired or scoot to the Natural Bridge when coming back Gold Coast way.

Another epic day out on the bikes. Going back to work next week is gonna suck big, hairy, sweaty, unwashed balls 😫😫😫