I’m heading into a new city and I don’t know anyone. I put a post up on the Facebook KLR 650 owners group, “anyone in Perth fancy a beer sometime?”
Before I knew it I was sitting with Glen and Debbie in their house, with beer and pizza all provided. I have a bed for the night (first night in a real bed in 12) and we’re merrily chatting like old friends.
Their two dogs Nina and Kaiser were very interested in everything, but well behaved. Glen is riding across the Nullarbor on his KLR next year and we discussed our respective modifications. I’m left wondering whether I should have done something with the standard suspension.
We watched a film called Wolf Creek, which is set in all of the places I’d just visited. It’s a thriller about a guy who kills backpackers for fun, based on true events. I’m glad I watched it AFTER I’d ridden through there!