Yesterday CB and I made a dream come true. For the last 3 years we’ve been dreaming about cruising around New Zealand, me in a little piece of shit car that I love and CB on a motorcycle. Well, he did it, yesterday we spent all day zooming around twisty turny NZ roads in the sunshine. I think I was more nervous than he was when we started out. Before we got on the road for the first time, CB spent 20 minutes on our steep drive way practising hill stops & starts. I put a blanket down in the grass and laid on the front lawn watching him zoom up, roll back, zoom up, roll back…
This is our front lawn! Some of Wyatt the Cat’s favourite napping places can be found here.
Summer staples, jandals and ray bans man, like a cool kid.
A Tui in the tree above me. I took a picture hoping he didn’t poop all over my face as I did it.
I found this GIANT fucking fat bellied spider crawling around beside me. GAHHHHHHH. He doesn’t look big in this picture but we was the size of a bloody dollar. I stalked him back to the garage where he lives with another giant spider in the gap by the window. I like to imagine they are a couple of old gays, having fly themed dinner parties.
The peacock, majestic as always, flying off his fence post perch. Look at that tubby bastard, he’s so dang beautiful. The last couple of weeks marked the end of his mating season so he’s been very quiet lately. Usually he’s strutting around screaming he’s little peacock brains out for a lady to come do nasty “special peacock dancing” with him. He also pulled out his beautiful tail feathers. I came up the drive way one morning, and there were 4 foot long peacock feathers EVERYWHERE. I was very seriously worried that he exploded. The neighbor suggested we gather them all up and stick them under the wheels of John’s car and make him think he murdered him with his car! She’s wacky.
Anyway once we got out of the driveway, it was awesome. At first we stayed near home, and I tailed CB in my Honda like a mother hen. We went down this quiet road where people go to ride their horses. Randomly there was a goat on the road eating some grass and I laughed out loud to myself in the car thinking how amazing it would be if 5 minutes after getting on his motorcycle he crashes directly into a goat. Would have been a hoot. Too bad he’s actually a good, cautious driver and saw the goat coming.
I had such a range of emotions, putt-ing around behind him. Happiness, excitement, nervousness, worry, anger at anyone coming too closely, extreme goat related laughter, but mostly just very proud. It’s a major thing, CB getting his motorcycle, it’s been years in the making, and it felt real good. We took a little break at home and then were back at it after lunch. We went all the way to Bethell’s Beach, and sat in the sun feeling so damn happy. It’s only been 2 days since he got his license, and he’s odometer reads 111km. Not too shabby.