Sunday, 17 March 2013
"SOME DAYS ARE DIAMONDS" . . . . AFTER NEARLY TWO WRETCHED MONTHS OF RAIN AND CLOUDY SKIES, WE GET A CRACKER LIKE THIS . . . . THE NAME 'SURFERS PARADISE' ALMOST SEEMS APPLICABLE ON THIS PRISTINE, MAGIC MORNING . . . . AFTER LAST NIGHT'S BLAST AROUND THE HINTERLAND I JUST KNEW THAT IT WAS GOING TO BE ON THE ROAD AT A SPARROW'S FART COME SUN-UP . . . . SIX A.M AND THE PURPLE PENIS AND I WERE AWAY.
IT DOESN'T MATTER WHAT YOU'RE RIDING, REALLY, IT DOESN'T, IF YOU'RE A LOVER OF THE TWO WHEELED MODUS OPARANDI, THESE ARE THE DAYS YOU LIVE FOR, THE ONES THAT MAKE UP FOR THE SHIT WEATHER, THE ARSECLOWN CAGERS AND ALL THE DOWNTIME DUE TO SCOOT MALFUNCTIONS THAT HAVE PRECEDED IT, ONLY A RIDER KNOWS THAT FEELING, IT ALL LINES UP PERFECTLY, YOU, THE BIKE, THE ROAD AND . . . . THE FUCKING BRILLIANT BLUE SKIES SHINING DOWN ON YOU AS THE PAIR OF YOU, BIKE AND RIDER AS ONE ENTITY, MAKE YOUR WAY TO SOMEWHERE OR NOWHERE AT ALL, THE OLD CLICHE ABOUT THE JOURNEY NOT THE DESTINATION COULD NOT BE MADE MORE MANIFEST THAN ON A DAY SUCH AS THIS.
I had the most awesome time this morning, me and the Purple Penis, 24 carat joy, from 6.00 a.m until I rolled into the driveway some four hours later, everything was as good as it gets, the road, the traffic, the feeling, all running at 110%, the shit we all crave and devote our lives to chasing and capturing no matter how fleeting it can be . . . . and to see the frequently turgid, vapid and vacuous town in which I reside looking so immaculate and almost virginally innocent with all the usually visible scum washed clean away, was a real 'inner glow' moment, the beach, or what's left of it, the skyscraping residential towers, happy folk out and about being, well, happy, even if only for one short day, it was fucking wonderful . . . . and come 1.00 p.m this arvo, I'll be doing it all over again, out to catch up with Geoff, Roscoe and company at Geoff's big arsed shed about an hour's ride from here, the mountain roads are going to be orgasmic, not even the kooks and the HOG members are gonna fuck my shit up today, this is perfection !!!
SATISFACTION . . . . PARKED UP 400m FROM THE BEACH, LOOKING EAST INTO A BRILLIANT MORNING
AFTER THREE AND A BIT HOURS IN THE SADDLE . . . . THE INTERNATIONAL BREAKFAST OF CHAMPIONS !!!!