howie’s halfpipe

since living in thornleigh i have missed the train ro work pretty much every day.

Yesterday in an effort to catch the 10:12 train i left home at 10:00 but this time i dusted off the old folding razor scooter and scootered to teh station. Only to watch the train go past EARLY, never in my life has a cityrail train run early.

so mi missed it again. i didnt want to sit on the station for 35mins waiting for the next train so i scootered to horsnby, took about half an hour and i’d forgotton all about the vibrations up the right leg from long distace scooting.

Its not a mammoth scoot but its was far enough for my re introduction to the world of scooting, 3.58km

My poor little scooter is getting a bit sick i think. Today as i was scooting to work i noticed the front wheel was making a noise that it didnt use to make. But its doing better than ryans scooter, well my wheels are still going strong ryans seems to have really dodgy wheels.

the problem with scooters is that its really hard to stop in the wet, infact today i was very close to stacking big time. Going down bridge road i couldnt slow down my foot was on the little brake but that didnt do anything. THere where 2 girls watching me go donw the the road too so i had to look all cool and in control.

i ended up putting one foot down on the road and sliding it along the ground, it worked i slowed down enough to turn up the lane.

I scooted to work today, and even my poor little scooter seems stiff and sore

Well ryan and I did leave at midnight, and we began our scootering journey to Dee Why. There are some dodgy footpaths between Hornsby and Frenchs Forest. There are also some really good ones too.
Its hard work scootering, and pain began to creep into limbs.
It was all going quite well, we where moving along at quite a reasonable pace, but then the interesting bit came. In all our preparation and planning we remembered lights and food, and to get a map from whereis, but we missed out on one integral part of going on a journey.
The weather!
We didn’t check the weather report. Just as we where entering the middle of St Ives it began to rain quite heavily. We took shelter under the front of the St Ives prespeterian church for about 30 minutes, then the rain eased off so we decided to keep going. About 20 minutes after leaving the church it started raining really really heay. Huge amounts of water on the road. And by this stage we where half way between St Ives and St Ives show ground so there was no shelter, just bush on both sides of the road, our brakes didn’t work cause it was so wet, and we where extremely cold.
We tried to move as quickly as we could to the Ampol petrol station at St Ives showground, It was shut but it had a nice big roof for us to get shelter under. We took off our shirts and socks and shoes and huddled near the door to the petrol station wrapping ourselves in blankets. (so lucky we both brought a blanket each). We huddled there for about an hour, while we regained some body warmth and the rain eased off.
It is such a gross feeling putting on cold we clothes again, but we had too, so we did, the rain had stopped but now there was a new force at work in the atmosphere, and that was wind, so the wind blew against our wet cold clothes making us quite cold.
Eventually we warmed up as we picked up our pace again and powered onto forrestway.
Turning onto forrestwy was a very nice feeling and the road was very smooth, although quite long it wasn’t to hard because it was so smooth. My legs where very sore, and my right foot had a cramp in it.
We made it to jo’s house at about 4:10am and she came out and we played some frisbee in the street then we decided that we should no go on and just stay there and sleep.
Jo gave us some warm clothes and sheets and blankets and stuff and we went to bed in james’s room.
I’m glad we didn’t go on to dee why cause we would have died of hypothermia. It began to rain just after we got inside jo’s house, and neither of us wanted to get we again.
Then this morning we got up at 11 and went and chatted to Barbs for a while and she drove us to Chatswood station, good old Barbs we love Barbs. Then it was some hungry jacks then the train home.
At Hornsby I decided to scooter home from the station only my shoes where in my bag because they where wet. Bare foot scootering worked until I needed to brake, then I burnt my foot trying to brake, I got off folded my scooter and walked home.

Now the blogging is out of the way I think its time for a shower and some fresh clothes,

Ryan and i are about to embark on a journey, a scooter journey. Our aim is to leave hornsby by scooter before midninght, scooter to belrose and get a drink at jo’s house then continue our journey to Dee Why beach, ending with a swim, then scooter to a bus stop or train station all planning on being back home by midday tomorrow.
!2 hours of endurance scootering.

awsome.

hopefuly we will live to blog again.