The weekend began with our normal Friday afternoon ride, we headed up the coast, rode around for a while, topped up the tank with fuel and headed home – one sleep away from the track night.
Saturday morning started quietly for me…(for Anthony it wasn’t so easy) firstly he cycled 18km to Coolangatta Airport….yes he had to leave his normal motorised two-wheeled transport behind (that would be me…) and pedal in the heat to get the ute. He made some comments about the heat, and how his legs were tired….(I basically switch off when he starts bitching……)
So he arrived back about 90 minutes later, with the ute that was to be my form of transportation for our trip to Willowbank.
So the next step was to load me onto the ute……it seemed like a simple task, my only request was…. DON’T DROP ME! So after finding an old door that was to be used as a ramp, he started me up and slowly pushed me up the ramp….which worked until I started to spin my back wheel on the slippery paint, thankfully a neighbour heard the spinning wheel and came to help push….problem solved, I was on the ute, strapped down and ready to go. (Anthony is laughing at something again....he's got something wrong with him....apparently he and someone else will get the joke.....)
We were soon on our way up to Southport to meet up with the others. Because it was early in the day, I was destined to sit on the back of that ute for a while…..So there I was, in the sun, strapped to a metal tray…for a couple of hours……baking like a Christmas turkey….
But I knew it would be worth it….I knew that in a few hours I’d be let loose and once again experience the thrill of going hard around the track.
So eventually business was done for the day at ScooterHQ, and the other ute was packed up and ready to go….We made our way out to the highway and just before we made it to the highway….we stopped….we waited…..then the engine was switched off and Brendon walked over to deliver the bad news…..the bad weather that had been hitting the Ipswich area, had continued most of the day and it had been decided to cancel the track night before it began.
So it was time to turn around…….....Apparently I wasn’t forgotten about, it’s just that I’m a scooter and can’t drink beer and play pool, so I was left out on the street for a few hours, on the ute, and then we drove home. And apparently I hadn't yet had quite enough time on the ute so I spent the night there and was unloaded Sunday morning.
But the weekend wasn’t totally without riding, we did go for a blast out through the twisties for a while and judging by the look of the tyres when we got back there were some cool lean angles happening into the corners.
So that’s my weekend…..and now its time for the announcement of Monaco’s Celebrity Pillion Passenger of The Week…..and this week’s winner goes out to Brendon from ScooterHQ…..give it up for Jessica Alba.
