decieded to ride to byron bay this morning.
after witnising a bike rider die after being in a road accident on the way back from the camping wkend at jimna a couple of weeks ago,his head was still hot in my hands when i removed his helmet,i did'nt think it had effected me much until this morning riding my bike. i kept thinking what if it was me lieing in the gutter,not never seeing the grandkids again,every car that went past made me cringe,i wanted to turn back,i did'nt want to ride! i knew i was being daft,i have always been very careful riding,ever since i was hit by a car on my first bike when i was sixteen,the images kept flicking through my head,i just had to concentrate on riding,it was hard! thankfully i put thing into perspective and things became clearer and i started to enjoy the ride. the miles quickly passed and i did'nt really give it a second thought!
picked the wrong day to go to byron ,kids everwhere,splendour in the grass concert was on,grabbed the famous bay kebab and walked up to the beach to eat it,while looking out to sea saw this great big splash in the distance,a whale, awesome!
rode the bike up to the lighthouse for a better look, sat there for an hour in the warm winter sun,nothing!
rode home with the vstrom eating up the road,this bike is great . it did'nt feel like it the first ten minutes this morning!
