GUILTY BY ASSOCIATION

I have a wardrobe full of clothes, piles of t shirts, sweaters, jeans and so on but none of my clothes make me feel proud to wear them. My clothes do not associate me to who I am and what I love.
I have many t shirts with random prints, logos, mottoes and sayings but nothing that says "this guy is part of..." "this guy is..." "he's a ...". So we are bringing out a range of premium quality clothing for the motorcyclist  to wear when they are off the bike, out with friends and family, enjoying the other aspects of life when not on the motorcycle.
You're probably thinking "ok so what is going to be the big deal? how is this going to be different?
Metzimoto Clothing will be; as I mentioned; premium quality in every aspect, from comfort to durability. Our clothing is not safety riding gear, rather more of a comfortable casual wear. Our print designs will touch and mean something to you. You as a "MOTORCYCLIST" will now have a brand that belongs to you and you in return can associate with it.
We don't discriminate whether you ride or like a step through scooterino, a trail bike, race bike, cruiser, tourer, trike or sports bike. We don't make preference to motorcycle brands, horsepower, colour or seating positions.  Metzimoto is for you all. An interest in 2 or 3 wheels and an engine is all the association needed.
You are a motorcycle enthusiast, SHOUT IT OUT LOUD without saying a word.

ROAD TRIP TO QUEENSLAND AUS

Finally that trip I have been thinking about for over 12 months is a happening thing. This trip for me was the opportunity to get out on the open road and do some thinking, blow out some of the cob webs and accomplish another thing I wanted to do in life.
The other two gentlemen that joined me on the trip was Mr Bill M aka (Auntie Bill) and Mr Robert W aka (Bubbles).
The trip started at 4am Saturday 7th May 2011 with Rob sleeping in and me only having approx 2 hours sleep. The next 18 hours were going to be hard but fun.

Our First coffee break in Sydney somewhere before the entry to the Pacific Highway, all energised and ready to go. Might I add that it was bloody cold getting to this point. I made the huge mistake of removing my quilted liner from my suit just before I left.

 This was our first fuel break, not sure where but it was about 300 km from home.

Our first Look-see stop was Port Macquarie for breakfast and coffee number 2. Just after this photo I got a phone call from my sister telling me that my wonderful Father had a large seizure over night which scared me and cast doubts about me continuing on with the trip. My father incidentally is my hero and someone I wish I could be more like.

 Next was the Oxley Highway heading for Gingers Creek, the famous 300 bends road, that was truly magnificent and something I am going to do again one day. Above Bill and Rob looking for the next stop.
 Auntie Bill being Uncle Dick

 Below is my choice of weapon, the 1999 Honda CBR1100XX super blackbird.

The famous Gingers Creek cafe.