Sydney
11 - 13 October 2014
I got to Sydney early to spend time with my son, who does not share my joy in motorcycles, and catch up with an old school friend, who does. So there was little seat time. I did, though, make the acquaintance of a number of Sydney's boutique beers and the hostelries that supply them.
I've a photograph or two to share.
Sydney's two harbourside icons
A neat Yamaha 500 chained to a pole in a street
Turned out that the Sydney HQ of the bike shop Deus ex Machina was just along the road from where my son lives. He's not in the least interested in motorbikes, but he enjoyed the clothes and the coffee shop.
A bike at Deus ex Machina fitted with surfboard rack
There's a story as well.
Pterodactyl and I worked out that, on the occasion we both rode a long way to meet for the first time (see the Wintersun Run), our respective wives had both asked "Are you sure you're not heading off to meet an axe murderer?" On the Sunday evening, I was invited to dinner with Tony and his wife. I sent him a text: "Shall I bring the axe?" As I got into the car, Pterodactyl's wife said, "Hello. I've got my axe!"
We had a great dinner at a noisy and pleasant restaurant just back from Bondi Beach. A good steak and an excellent Shiraz.
On Monday (Day 6) I got another shot at the Harbour Bridge. Here it is, seen from the saddle of the CB.
