Well, 7:15 this morning my brother and I fuelled up and took off from Dapto, south of Wollongong, to visit our old music teacher in Newcastle. He's 78 years old (we were at his school from '62 - 65) and in frail health, and we like to see him as often as we can, and keep him up-to-date with the comings and goings of our familes. The decision was made to head through Sydney, rather than out to the west to come back to the Old Pacific Highway, and it proved a good decision. At 9:15 we were having coffee at Pie in the Sky, on the southern end of the old Highway. Off then to Arcadia Vale to visit another old friend, tea and raisin toast and appropriate gushings over the newest grandson, then over to Edgeworth to visit Mr T. Of course the weather forcast was for rain, showers, wind and assorted nasties, but by the time we left there around 1:30pm the sky was just getting a little bit cloudy and it was 18 degrees!. Up to Maitland and then to the Golden Highway turn-off south of Singleton to scamper across to the head of the famous Putty Road. I lived in that area for 7 years in the early 70s, got my first bike and learned to ride on that (what was then) rough, dangerous and fearsome road between Singleton and Windsor, but it's a very much better road 30 years later. Apart from a few drones (always encountered in the twisties, have you ever noticed that?) we were very quickly in Penrith, fuelling up again (love my 16 litre fuel tank :roll, phoning respective wives with progress reports and hightailing it out to Narellan Campbelltown, Appin and home, motors singing happy tunes and heated handgrips pumping out lots of lovely feeling. 620 kms later I rolled into the shed at 6:30pm, packed the mighty Hornet away for the night and greeted the wife. A great day for a ride, two spots of rain at Narellen, and about as good a day as you could have for a ride in the dead of winter.