Maddy & the Little Tart's SYMplistic rides & general banter

[MaddyS]

Absolutely

The only runway strip a KTM rider need is a Brazilian

I want to see that Brazilian

 

[ROAD HOG]

I want to see that Brazilian

I think we all do

 

[petri oosthuizen]

I think we all do

Ek kort eers net so bietjie meer detail voor ek my oe gaan oopmaak.
Van die goedjies lyk ook maar oes........BRRRRR

 

[MaddyS]

I think we all do

Lose the stomach then you will get to see it before us

 

[MaddyS]

Ek kort eers net so bietjie meer detail voor ek my oe gaan oopmaak.
Van die goedjies lyk ook maar oes........BRRRRR

English, dude, English

 

[MaddyS]

 

[petri oosthuizen]

English, dude, English

Some Brazilian thingies look like a Road Accident Scene thingie.

 

[firecoast]

Some Brazilian thingies look like a Road Accident Scene thingie.

We clearly know your preference now

 

[ROAD HOG]

Lose the stomach then you will get to see it before us

If I do that, my gear won't fit

 

[TheBear]

Back on track
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Nice picture of a numberplate.

 

[MaddyS]

I eventually got around to my Doornkloof footage.
The Little Tart ready for the weekend, carrying precious cargo, aka pancake batter


The stunning views on the way to Doornkloof


So peaceful and quiet...for now

To explain the peace and tranquility at Doornkloof is impossible. The ambience was perfect.


First thing to drink was the most perfect coffee. If you haven't tried @weskusklong coffee, you are definitely missing out. It is perfection



The evening was filled with laughter and the beginning of great friendships. I met some brilliant minds and fantastic personalities the two nights and days.



A few people were curious about the Little Tart and gave me a chance to show her off a little



Some pics of the property. I got sidetracked by the "haunted" house and eventually didn't go on the bakkie ride to see the game.








I scored the cutest wild dog which will now be going with me on all WD adventures



And of course, the Litte Tart got some "bling"


And some extras just in case someone missed it in the front



This is a short video of my journey home.

https://instagram.com/stories/maddy...e=ig_story_item_share&igshid=MTc4MmM1YmI2Ng==

Overall it was fantastic. I can't wait for the next get-together or bash

 

[firecoast]

LOVE IT!!!

 

[TheBear]

Looks like you had a lekker ride and visit. Cool!

 

[firecoast]

Soooooooooooooooooooooo, let me write a little ride report of my shenanigans this morning. Sorry lovely lady, but I am not starting a whole new thread. Besides, the only people that matter are on this thread. hahahaha

Sorted out the DR650 over the weekend, so I finally put my leg back over a bike in the first time in two years. With my surgeries and all sorts I have been a bit iffy to be exposed on the bike, but anyway... Monday off we go and the boy boy is super happy cos he gets to ride pillion to school with his cool Mom.

Bike's carb has been cleaned, but still running rich and spluttering. I decide this morning after I drop Master Fire Jockey to go for a bit of a run around town. Short trip onto the N2 and go back into town on the fly-over. Bike cuts out. GREAT! Starts again. Off I go. Get to the top of the next intersection. Cuts out. Starts again. I get 2kms from home. AGAIN! FOR ****'S SAKE. Decide to go back home and tell the other half. Agh it just needs a good run.

Okidoki. Back on the bike. I get up the road and down our other main road. Come to a stop and bike is dead. Happy button says no (that's the polite version). Try several times. Leave it for a while (it wasn't flooded, but still). Twiddle my thumbs whilst everyone drives by. Phone Throttle to tell him uno problemo. He says he will be there now now. Now now never came, so I decide to freewheel down the road, hook a left still freewheeling and managed to get a bit up the other road. Try the bike again. YAY, IT'S ALIIIIIIIIIIIIIVE! I cane it as if the devil is behind me just to make it the kilometre up the road to get home.

Nooooooooooooooooo, stop street looming and I have to ease off the throttle. Bike cuts out, manage to stop, but it's in gear and the back brake locks up (truth be told, it might have been me braking) and I manage to stop 'gracefully', but as I still have momentum I catapult forward and the bike starts leaning. Fork, so my leg is only that strong and I just let it go before it takes me with it. Busy road so all and sundry saw it. BLIND! (Maddy and I were actually having a fat laugh about sidestand incidents yesterday... the irony)

Pick the bike up and zero happens, so I was like agh OK, calorie burn here we come and I start pushing. Two guys walk past me and say morning Ma'am. I said hello and realised they were our plasterers on their way to the house. They offered to push the bike the last block or so. Happy days!

Needless to say, I am back in the cage!

Amazing how one teeny tiny blockage can cause absolute chaos!

 

[MaddyS]

Soooooooooooooooooooooo, let me write a little ride report of my shenanigans this morning. Sorry lovely lady, but I am not starting a whole new thread. Besides, the only people that matter are on this thread. hahahaha

Sorted out the DR650 over the weekend, so I finally put my leg back over a bike in the first time in two years. With my surgeries and all sorts I have been a bit iffy to be exposed on the bike, but anyway... Monday off we go and the boy boy is super happy cos he gets to ride pillion to school with his cool Mom.

Bike's carb has been cleaned, but still running rich and spluttering. I decide this morning after I drop Master Fire Jockey to go for a bit of a run around town. Short trip onto the N2 and go back into town on the fly-over. Bike cuts out. GREAT! Starts again. Off I go. Get to the top of the next intersection. Cuts out. Starts again. I get 2kms from home. AGAIN! FOR ****'S SAKE. Decide to go back home and tell the other half. Agh it just needs a good run.

Okidoki. Back on the bike. I get up the road and down our other main road. Come to a stop and bike is dead. Happy button says no (that's the polite version). Try several times. Leave it for a while (it wasn't flooded, but still). Twiddle my thumbs whilst everyone drives by. Phone Throttle to tell him uno problemo. He says he will be there now now. Now now never came, so I decide to freewheel down the road, hook a left still freewheeling and managed to get a bit up the other road. Try the bike again. YAY, IT'S ALIIIIIIIIIIIIIVE! I cane it as if the devil is behind me just to make it the kilometre up the road to get home.

Nooooooooooooooooo, stop street looming and I have to ease off the throttle. Bike cuts out, manage to stop, but it's in gear and the back brake locks up (truth be told, it might have been me braking) and I manage to stop 'gracefully', but as I still have momentum I catapult forward and the bike starts leaning. Fork, so my leg is only that strong and I just let it go before it takes me with it. Busy road so all and sundry saw it. BLIND! (Maddy and I were actually having a fat laugh about sidestand incidents yesterday... the irony)

Pick the bike up and zero happens, so I was like agh OK, calorie burn here we come and I start pushing. Two guys walk past me and say morning Ma'am. I said hello and realised they were our plasterers on their way to the house. They offered to push the bike the last block or so. Happy days!

Needless to say, I am back in the cage!

Amazing how one teeny tiny blockage can cause absolute chaos!

Remember that workout we were talking about...yeah, just skip it today

 

[MaddyS]

Oh and @throttle jockey needs to be near at all times when you're stopping. Damn, that footage would've been great

 

[petri oosthuizen]

I eventually got around to my Doornkloof footage.
The Little Tart ready for the weekend, carrying precious cargo, aka pancake batter
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The stunning views on the way to Doornkloof
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So peaceful and quiet...for now

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To explain the peace and tranquility at Doornkloof is impossible. The ambience was perfect.

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First thing to drink was the most perfect coffee. If you haven't tried @weskusklong coffee, you are definitely missing out. It is perfection

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The evening was filled with laughter and the beginning of great friendships. I met some brilliant minds and fantastic personalities the two nights and days.
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A few people were curious about the Little Tart and gave me a chance to show her off a little

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Some pics of the property. I got sidetracked by the "haunted" house and eventually didn't go on the bakkie ride to see the game.
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I scored the cutest wild dog which will now be going with me on all WD adventures

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And of course, the Litte Tart got some "bling"
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And some extras just in case someone missed it in the front

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This is a short video of my journey home.

https://instagram.com/stories/maddy...e=ig_story_item_share&igshid=MTc4MmM1YmI2Ng==

Overall it was fantastic. I can't wait for the next get-together or bash

It really is a nice place.
Brought back sweet memories for me as a Voorslagknoop Penkop Voortrekker Boy, 1973 - 1980.

 

[MaddyS]

@firecoast if you can do it on horse...

 

[firecoast]

@firecoast if you can do it on horse...

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I can yes, but my big toe touches the ground when riding a bike so there is no need for such skill.

 

[MaddyS]

I can yes, but my big toe touches the ground when riding a bike so there is no need for such skill.

But your toe is "only that strong"