Now how do I put this, we bailed out a day early. And for that transgression, I was punished by riding the last 100ks of expressway home in pitch dark with only a front parker bulb working. The tail and brake lights were fine, the cause could be, WATER, even more WATER, roads destroyed by months of WATER, and a non-dialled-in set of shocks on roads only a mother would love. It's surprising how well you can see when you have to, happy some Cop didn't see me at this stupidity.BTW the toll of drowned bikes was substantially higher this time, Guess why. Fuck me there was a lot of rain, the only bit of gear that was dry was my boots. Till I was told in no uncertain terms, don't try this crossing with your feet up. He was right. My biggest error was thinking the short grass next to the muddy uphill track from the river might have more traction, err no to that. It also didn't help by turning the fuel off while watching the river hijinks and then trying said hill still with the taps off. There should be plenty of videos.


