Inspired by the thread below, I decided to share! Friday arvo was my first run over the Black Spur. The weather was excellent, and the road surface 90% dry with a few minor wet patches where the warming rays of sunshine had failed to penetrate the dense foliage of those majestic trees. I had heard plenty about this road; the joy, the danger, and the tragic stories of those that never made it back down. hno: I was apprehensive, and didnâ€™t know what to expect. Maybe it was the lack of traffic, or the fact that I was taking it fairly easy , but I didnâ€™t find it to be a difficult or dangerous ride, though I can see how one could come to grief. I really enjoyed the twisties and only scared myself once on a blind right-hander, but I pulled it back in line easily enough. I think I just overcooked it a little! Lesson learned. The pressures of work and the usual worries that plague us all day-to-day really disappeared, and I felt like I was flowing through the corners. I stopped in at the road house for a quick snack, and a couple of other riders were there. Iâ€™m fairly certain I overheard a bit about NRâ€¦but on account of the following: 1. Adrenaline from the twisties; 2. Laying low as I was supposed to be sitting at my desk in the CBD at the time; and 3. Shyness, which condition disappears completely with a drink or two; I didnâ€™t say gâ€™day. To those that were there, if I seemed a bit stand-offish or something, please accept my apologies. Next time I hope to make more of an effort. Anyway, I wolfed down some caffeine and sugar, checked my messages at work, and headed back over the Spur. I have to say that I much preferred the initial ride to the returnâ€¦not sure why, but there it is. :? On the way back in I hit a bit of traffic and was passed by a bloke on a KTM motard going mach 5. crazy. It may be the traffic just didnâ€™t gel well with my overall feeling of ZEN. All in all, I really enjoyed the experience. I wish I had taken the chance to get to know those at the road house, though. I also wish I had considered another layer of clothing, as I found it a bit biting on the spur, which I wasnâ€™t expecting (to that degree anyway). I plan on making much better use of that lovely bit of tarmac come summer!