Jindabyne 23rd-26th
January, 2010
Having just completed a terrific Australia
Day weekend trip with the Club, I was relaxed and looking forward to getting
back into the workforce after enjoying an unexpected holiday for all of January.
My last job had become a complete bore. My immediate boss was a real workaholic
and expected me to do well in excess of 45 hours work per week, which was far beyond
what I was prepared to do... especially as I was employed and paid for a 35
hour week. What irritated most was being at work until 8 pm on Friday evenings finalising
the week’s reports – much to the horror of my kids and drinking buddies!
Unusual for me, I derived a cunning plan
on how to depart the company – in a way which would cause the most
‘inconvenience’ to them and the most benefit to me. I only took this approach after
being given the ‘short straw’ and told that I had to work over the Christmas - New
Year period. Having had the GSXR750 serviced, polished, new tyres fitted and as
keen as mustard to join friends on the Porepunkah and Jindabyne weekends, I was
all dressed up with no permission to go. Rather unfair indeed!
So my plan was to give notice on the last
day of work for all the bosses (23rd December) and leave them little
time to find a replacement. At least this way there was a chance of being shown
the door and being able to attend the Christmas Camp. Upon giving notice, I
felt extremely relieved, but my boss was really peeved. He insisted that I owed
the company and yada yada yada – I had already phased out!
I simply stated “No George” and let HR
know that I did not want to work with this workaholic again.
In a surprise turn of events, they did show
me the door and deposited a month’s salary in my bank account the following
morning! (as well as three weeks holiday pay)
You bloody ripper... Porepunkah and
Jindabyne – Here I come!
5,000 kilometres later... I am feeling
super relaxed and in the zone.
Ben has asked me to pen a few words for
the magazine in between producing the Club’s DVD, looking for jobs and
attending interviews.
And the subject that comes straight to
mind is TYRE PRESSURE.
For the better part of 10 years riding, I
have always stuck with the manufacturers recommendations: CBR1100XX – 36 front,
42 rear and GSXR750 - 36 front, 40 rear.
I remember
Anyway, after reading plenty of articles
on the internet and listening to the guys in the Club (finally), I decided
to drop the pressures of my tyres for the Jindabyne trip. I am currently
running the
This became very clear when returning
down the ‘Orbost twisties road’ in a freight train following
So the upshot of the dropping the tyre
pressure by 4 psi? A SUCCESS! Not only better from a riding perspective, but
the tyre wear is even across the entire surface! For years I have never been
able to use that last centimetre of rubber at the edges of the tyre, but with a
reduced pressure, the edges got a workout. AND it looks impressive…
So having learned my lesson the hard
(stubborn) way, the next thing to address, is the SUSPENSION! I’ll have to start playing with
compression/rebound/preload settings or even lash out and get the suspension
professionally set-up!
BUT FIRST, it’s back to finishing the DVD
and looking for a NEW JOB. When I have the cold hard cash coming in again, it
will be time to review my bike options. The GSXR has quickly reached 10,000 kms
and it might be the best time for a trade-in or private sale?
Time for a Suzuki
GSXR1000 perhaps?
(Besides, the Club needs to get a better
mix happening - plentiful numbers of ‘allegedly boring’ CBR1000’s exist
already!)
Or maybe an R1?
Peter
Feistl