All the best laid plans...okay ride to Gillies then grew very grey and quite chilly plus I was hungry ( left too late for Ravenshoe ) so spent a lovely hour at Barrine with lunch and a latte reading in the so so sun which got warmer with less clouds as time went by. Fascinated with reading Lindberghs auto-biography of his trip across the Atlantic in the Spirit of St Lewis from conception to execution.. an unlikely tale but true.
The book is interspersed with stories from his mail flying days and even from his farm and his grandfathers arrival in the US almost penniless.
Lindbergh is just damn fine, lyrical writer that can evoke that flight especially as a pilot myself I can share his love of flight tho on a very modest scale.
He was awake 55 hours
( 33 in flight ) in the Paris adventure and he describes the actual flight hour by hour including instrument settings and his internal doubts and horrendous fight to stay awake.
Even if you don't fly small craft, it's a superb tale of risk and adventure that should appeal to every motorcyclists as he weighs risk.
Above all, both this book and
The Aviators really shows both his immense skill as a pilot and innovator ( he shares the invention of the artificial heart ) and his enduring love of flying.
I'd strongly recommend either book either audio or book form.
In the meantime the ride home was very nice with warming air a nice modest tailwind and the equally enchanting biography of Simon Bolivar. The scale of his achievements has yet to play out in history and certainly he deserves to be in the company of Hannibal and Napoleon levering history to his own vision with incredible feats of military brilliance and personal endurance that so inspired his men.
The Bolivarian Revolution is a script yet to be played out in full in Cuba and formerly Spanish South America. Engaging listen.
The bike was humming, no wind issues, perfect mid 20s and just would like to fix the slightly too tight cheek pads on the Shark.