We thought we had managed to pick a fine day for our departure. The sun was out for our send off breaky at Livi’s house (Dave’s better half) and a handful of our close family and friends where there to join us, wishing us well with champagne in hand. However our ideal send off soon cut short by a sudden turn in the sky and within a couple of minutes of loading our gear onto the bikes the down pour began. This wasn’t going to stop us, plus someone once told me that it was good luck to leave on a rainy day! With our helmets on and everyone else jammed into the old corrugated garage we were set. The two bikes sat in line with the front tires poised over a strip of masking tape laid on the road earlier. With the rain now pelting our helmets at 45 degrees and the wind threatening we took off, only having to return minutes later after realising that we had left some gear behind. Not the best start, but a start none the less!
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