minutes of sunlight.
“Fuck!” I grunted as my arse firmly
met the wooden steps. I’d slipped,
nothing more, no one saw.
How embarrassing … LW
In the following weeks it turned out
that I’d broken the scaphoid bone in my
right hand, quite badly the doctors sug-
gested. Bugger! Surgery, bone grafting,
pins, screws and plates should see it
right. Months off bikes. That day having
a Mount Buller Motorcycle Adventure was
like nothing else, certainly not planned
but isn’t that what makes an adventure?
Australia’s high country is an area that
everyone should explore at least once,
and there’s no better way to do it than
with Dave and Mount Buller Motorcycle
Adventures, I’ll be back so why don’t you
join me?
Mount Buller Motorcycle Adventures
Ph + 61 412 587 011
bullerbikeadventures.com.au
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