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Thanks Rob for R.I.C.It was very interesting tiki tour. 😆The cafe, Great Dessert Co. was bikers friendly because one of them rides a Ducati and one of them rides a Yamaha.He is actually a contributor to Kiwirider magazine.(He might not be impressed with me that I didn't realise that he was a contributor to Kiwirider magazine... 😳But when you read the magazine, you don't pay much attention to the photo of contributors, do you?)I ordered a small club sandwich, as I wanted to try their dessert too.That sandwich was very nice although I can't call it "small" (but I finished it)Had two cups of nice "Italian" coffee (that what they said :-D)They wondered what one Ducati was doing among a bunch of BMW riders.In case other people are wondering too, I am still a financial member of BMWOR, as I enjoy riding with you people. 🙂
Post count: 2134Damn, Alex has gazzumped me: he got home before me and paid his sub, so no chance to pot him for that.I originally "volunteered" Rob for RIC for this run with my tongue-in-cheek, but when the guy turned up wearing "THE HAT", I figured he was taking things seriously, and he made a good job of it, too. He was very sensible about shortening the run as the weather worsened.
As Neko mentioned, the place was very biker friendly, and we will definitely try to find a fine day to return there. Here is an image of Neko's "small club sandwich.
Barry and his "All Day Breakfast":
Malcolm and Jean cleverly bought their other German vehicle, and stayed dry:
Which was fine with the rest of us, but when the cafe staff asked Malcolm what he rode on a day when the sun shone, it raised one of the day's better laughs.
Great Dessert Co's logo is in the form of a truncated column, which shows up quite often, even atop the drinks.
A dry Malcolm about to chauffeur a dry Jean home.
Most headed straight home, but a (very) few hardy (stupid) individuals went on to the Regional Park for a look, through the rain, at the scenery, after which we retired to Muldoon's at Orewa for some stout flavoured ice cream. I coulda sworn mine was a Guinness, and it came in a glass, too, not a cone. A dry Malcolm about to chauffeur a dry Jean home.
Most headed straight home, but a (very) few hardy (stupid) individuals went on to the Regional Park for a look, through the rain, at the scenery, after which we retired to Muldoon's at Orewa for some stout flavoured ice cream. I coulda sworn mine was a Guinness, and it came in a glass, too, not a cone. my old man had a car that colour once. They called it Daytona yellow on Mk 111 Ford cortinas. Dont think he had shackles like that one to get the rear end higher thoughPost count: 128
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