So we have our first break down.
The rear shock bolt that goes into the axle came out while I was riding on a shitty road. I felt the bike suddenly drop and knew immediately that the shock “broke”.
Lucky the angels were on my side, I wasn’t going very fast and the rear wheel kept spinning so I just pulled in the clutch and rode it till it stopped.
I flagged down a passing car and sent them up the road to stop Andrew and Laura who didn’t see what happened then waited.
Andrew dropped Laura off at the next town of Soliatire, only 25km away then came back for me.
A man in a truck named Gunther Heimstadt from Bateleur Helicopters stopped and we loaded my stuff and me into his truck and he took me into town.
Luckily Andrew knows the owner so he got a truck to come out and load up the bike.
If there is anywhere to break down, this is the place. Their mechanic Robert is an engineer who used to build aircrafts and is insanely smart. He is currently lathing a new bolt in case the BMW dealer that is close to us doesn’t have the parts in stock or if it will be too expensive to have them curriered out to us.
We are blessed.
Living A Shattered Life 