Don’t be THAT guy,

Don’t be the guy that leaves the wireless remote key to his BMW on the back of the bike instead of in his pocket, The guy who then rides off so the key falls off in the street. The guy that luckily made it back to the bike rental place before the bike became immobilized forever because the key fob is a couple of miles away being crushed by traffic on one of Melbourne’s busiest roads.

Don’t be THAT guy. That guy is me.

That’s why I am riding a cherry red V-Strom POS (Piece of Suzuki) instead of the black BMW R1200GS on which I started this adventure.

I am actually thrilled that this happened just when we were back in Melbourne doing some repairs. If I had pulled this stunt in Broken Hill, that would have been the end of the trip. As it was, Trevor at Ride Australia Motorbike Rentals, took off on his own bike to try and find the key and then managed to find me another bike for the rest of the trip. This guy is a miracle worker.

I, on the other hand, am a complete idiot.

As we made our way south today from Bright to Orbost, we met a swarm of riders heading north after the MotoGP at Phillip Island. When I parked with these guys, NONE of them talked to the V-Strom rider. Not even the Kawasaki Ninja guys.

As Ned Kelly said “Ah Well. It’s Come to This. Such is Life”.