Riding Day, pt. 2

Motorcycle driving offers plenty of time to think about ...all things and matters. Today I went to the airstrip near Jindabyne, to find out if the Green Machine would fly. Due the weather conditions it might have been possible during mid-day, if the overcast clouds would have cleared before the afternoon thunderstorms. Pilot couldn't say if flying would have been possible, so I had do decide if I wait and see or just leave. I left without much hesitation.

On my way towards Point Albert I pondered why I don't want to wait anymore, especially if the waiting is likely to be for nothing. In the past I would have waited, in hopes to be able fly a genuine warbird(to be a passenger, to be exact). This sort of waiting for nothing just puts me in a rotten frame of mind. I guess I've done my fair share of it, and I don't want to take it anymore. No, if I have a choice. There's type of persons around who just make other people to wait for them. They just don't put any value on other persons time, or just want to show their high status by making others wait for them. I've learned my lesson from them well.

Sometimes my attitude of not waiting anymore (without a reason) has hurt other's feelings, which is regrettable, but at times unavoidable with me. The waiting just makes me insufferable, it's better for everyone that I do something else instead of being there in a foul mood.

At least I've said sorry, but I have to go.