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Sometimes it seems as if Murphy and God are battling it out to see who will control my life ... yesterday I had a short ride to do, around town delivering some documents. Wheeled the Burgy out of the garage, got the gear on, rode off down the street.
Made half a dozen turns at intersections; crossed 2 or 3 roundabouts; remembered I was a bit short on fuel and called in at a petrol station. Filled up. Resumed riding to my destination. Total about 5 Km, in moderate traffic, with incidentally a very strong crosswind a lot of the time.
Dismounted, got the documents out from under the seat, put gloves and helmet in there. Then I saw it.
On the front fairing, just inboard from the rear vision mirror, is a small flat area, and there on the left hand one of those flat areas, was a box about half the size of pack of cigarettes. In the box were my $2000 hearing aids, which I then recalled I had put there while I opened the trunk before the ride - too many bits and pieces to juggle.
HOW COME THAT BOX WAS STILL THERE??!!!! Where was Murphy yesterday?
Made half a dozen turns at intersections; crossed 2 or 3 roundabouts; remembered I was a bit short on fuel and called in at a petrol station. Filled up. Resumed riding to my destination. Total about 5 Km, in moderate traffic, with incidentally a very strong crosswind a lot of the time.
Dismounted, got the documents out from under the seat, put gloves and helmet in there. Then I saw it.
On the front fairing, just inboard from the rear vision mirror, is a small flat area, and there on the left hand one of those flat areas, was a box about half the size of pack of cigarettes. In the box were my $2000 hearing aids, which I then recalled I had put there while I opened the trunk before the ride - too many bits and pieces to juggle.
HOW COME THAT BOX WAS STILL THERE??!!!! Where was Murphy yesterday?