Sunday fun day

So, yesterday I awoke to a beautiful sunny day - a perfect day for a blitz on the bike. Usually, my wingman goes with, but he was away, so it was "ace out" this time.

First stop was a filling station, fueled up, and didn't check tyre pressure as they felt okay.

Next stop church. Then off to burn some fossil fuel, scare some cagers, and clear the cobwebs.

I always leave home with the intention of having a nice slow ride, enjoy the scenery, keep calm. Within 1 km of the church I was already bending that monsters ear, blitzing traffic and eating the miles.

Just past the Sterkfontein hospital, I felt the bike twist a bit through the bends, so quickly slowed down, and drove to the bottom of the road where I knew there was a garage. Time for some sky in the rubber.

The rear wheel was fine, the front a bit under pressure, And that was the cause of the wobble. Had a smoke, jumped back on the beast, and off we go. To the Bru House and Diner. It's a nice stop, popular with the bikers and they usually have live music on a Sunday. A quick Coke Zero, a smoke or two, and I'm off again. Need to do this satellite road blitz! Turn left out of the Diner, and hit the tar hard. About a kilometer down the road, I realise I'm going the wrong way :) - so a quick U-turn where it was safe to do so, and back the way I cam, past the Diner at 180km/h!

Down the road towards the long sweep which opens up to the downhill past the satellite dishes, I'm sitting on 160km/h, road is clear, you can see for miles, and the sun is warm. The bike is responding well, but a slight "clunk" every now and then has me wondering.......

Up the hill, through the sweep, this is an easy 160km/h bend, over the top, and down the long straight! Now this beast is stretching her legs proper! I just passed the entrance to the satellite station before I managed to stop, turn, park, and another smoke (I seem to be having too many smoke breaks), but don't stop for long. I have places to be, people to scare, and rubber to burn. A man's work is never done it would seem!

A good ride to the Upperdeck at Hartbeespoort dam. Some serious ear twisting on the road that goes to the bridge over the water. Again, these are easy 180km/h sweeps. And my beast is up for it. At the top of the road, a right turn, and casual drive down to the restaurant.

It's busy, and I contemplate riding a kilometer down the road to a second center, but I spot a few empty tables, and a spot for the bike in the shade, so I park. 

Going in, I turn right, as there are a few empty places in sight. At the first table on the right, a solo lady biker is seated. She motions me to sit with her. Mmmmm, okay, I take a seat. Not sure why, but I suppose it's rude to decline an invitation! 

She introduces herself as Trish, and I present myself as Max. What else :) Nice lady, chatty, had already finished her breakfast, and was finishing her non-alcoholic beer. We chatted, swapped some biking stories, mainly rally related. She rides a Kawasaki (think it's a 750cc). She's obviously single, and probably late 50's. Not too bad on the eye.

However, she is riding with Lycra leggings, and kind of lace finish?, makes them "see through"....and I know this lady hasn't been riding long, or ever fallen on the tar. And her shoes are not much of a safety feature either. It does worry me that people do not take the correct protective clothing seriously. If she has a fall, no matter how slow she ight be riding, she's leaving all of her skin on the tar!

Anyway, we got to the point where she asked for my number, under the guise of being able to send me info on local runs, rallies etc. No problem, I gave it, as I am also able to block it if need be!

Eventually my food arrives, and after a few minutes, she pays her bill and leaves. By 1.50 pm I get the first WhatsApp message - "Are you home safe?" I reply at 3pm....

10 Minutes later "Are you on Facebook?" I reply this morning, "I am, but only family and close friends." 30 minutes later I get a "Good morning pic".....

So already I am a bit annoyed, and maybe concerned - Have I collected a stalker?

The ride home was awesome. Turns out the clunk I heard is my chain needing to be tightened. They do tend to stretch over time I suppose. It was a new one I fitted, so will be happy to just take up the slack, can replace it next time.

Overall, a good day, some okay company, and some cobwebs cleared out. Now for another week.....