Caught up with a couple of school dads, one on a Ducati 1000S and the other on a Kawasaki 650 Vulcan. When I caught up with them at the met up I noticed straight away they both had significant chicken strips. All good I thought, wouldn’t hurt for me to have a more sedate ride out. But then we proceeded to head towards the city
and I soon found out we were heading to the northern beaches which meant 1.5 hrs of 60-70 km zones and lots of traffic. Met another bloke in closer to the coast who was a mate of one of the dads, older bloke on a Yamaha TDM 900 that he’s done over 110,000 kms on!!!! Thing was in top shape. He lead us to a little windy section along one of the bays, he rode a far bit quicker than the other two but still well in my comfort zone so enjoyed that section at least. Had a very overpriced pub lunch on the water and then had to head back. About halfway back I told the guys I was running late to pick up my son (which I was) and took off at a brisker pace. Gave it a good smash up the hill to home. Put the bike away, got changed, go into the car and was 5 mins down the hill when I saw the other 2 on their bikes coming home 
. Enjoyed their company but going to definitively take the GB next time so it’s at least a bit of a challenge. And I’ll convince them to go into the hills rather than suburban traffic chaos.
topless at least 
