Ride #4. Yesterday I decided that I needed to do another pie run, so jumped on the VMax, and rode to Romsey, a tiny little place about 40 miles North West of my place. I'd only ever eaten in Romsey once before, when my BMW blew up last year. That was on a weekend, and the only place open was a chicken shop, so I was keen to see what the bakery was like yesterday. I parked the bike in the main street, as you can see, it wasn't busy.
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The bakery is tiny, no seating inside, and no room for seating. No biggie, I was happy to sit in the sun on a park bench, and eat my pie.
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It was a chicken and mushroom pie. Not my first choice usually, but I got there a bit late (as usual) and there wasn't much left. To be fair, it was very nice, like a chicken stew in a creamy sauce, encased in a pastry shell. Anyway, it was nice. I had a post lunch cigarette, then hopped back on the bike and rode on to Kilmore, then across to Wandong, then home via the freeway again, pissing off car drivers who sat in the overtaking lane but not overtaking anyone, by splitting between them at warp speed. Not particularly smart from my point of view, but hey, no-one's ever accused me of being smart.
I got home and because I'd emptied out the carport so I could paint my chopper frame, I'd crowded the driveway with bikes and general junk, so I couldn't just ride down the driveway and turn the bike around, I had to park the bike (pointing downhill) and as you'd expect, the bike fell off it's sidestand, and was still happily idling, whilst lying on it's side. Fcuk. I guess the adrenaline must have been flowing, because I picked up the 600 pound monster like it was a mini bike.
Anyway, I busted a footpeg and a mirror in the process, but luckily I had a spare mirror, and I ordered a pair of footpegs from Amazon for 18 bucks, so the bike won't be off the road for very long. It did piss me off though, I felt like I'd somehow disrespected the bike, so I apologised to it. (You guys all talk to your bikes and cars like I do, right? I mean, I'm not weird talking to my vehicles am I? I am on a lot of medication, but I've always talked to my cars and bikes, as well as my cats and dogs, and occasionally I even speak to my wife, when I can get a word in edgewise.....) Hopefully it won't spit me down the road out of spite on ride #5.
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