Last weekend, Saturday, the Nomads decided to visit Subaru Leone since he had not been feeling well. Initially, twas going to be Triffy Faith Akinyi and i. Somewhere in between that decision, Nicolas Kazz calls and says that he was at Voi going to Malindi on his TRK502. The decision was made to stop by Kilifi then later head to Malindi.
We arrived at Subaru's and sat to talk and laugh. The hours passed by and by 11.30am, we were beginning to wonder where the boys from Malindi were. Before this wonderment could continue, Don Eddie pulled up on his liter sport and created quite the ruckus, spurring some excitement... When he got in, more story telling continued as everyone, just like at Voi, waited for the big girl....her thickness, TRK502.....and roar in she did, in all her Beautiful Bodacious Benelli Bounciness, rubbling her SC project and producing the most ATI-TU-DEY deep bellied tune i have ever heard. In tow was Moses on the famous Olaf and Jamie Karima on The Raleigh 200 sport.
Once again, like the TRK251 we had borrowed Franxs Mrisha for the day, she took the day. All eyes on her, all adoration to her. As we calmed down and sat to ponder upon her as a phenom, we decided to go say hi to Kelvins Kartel at his work place since he had missed out on several rides, before later shooting for most scenic and unique location in the coast: Vuma Cliffs.
The search for Kelvin found us offroading 3 street bikes and one seemingly out of place 1000cc Honda sport. Don and his beast were not phazed. Much like thr trip to Taveta, he picked a line and whizzed past everyone in an exuberant fashion, whipping up a cloud of dust and gravel and disappeared into the distance. I wasn't sure footed as i tried hard to manage new terrain and street tires on a 251. Nicolas saw me fish tail when i went headlong into deep soft murram with corrugations, but as my offroading skills kicked in to recover, he was not so fortunate as he had decided to stick to my line and also hightail it. He dropped her there. I didn't notice at first, but as we went further a long, in my rear view mirrors, i couldn't see him. He only materialized later with that tale... Now am thinking to myself that the 502 is heavy, but not too heavy to me managed by one rider. 🤔
Meanwhile, My wife had picked up Silas's Bajaj and had started riding all by herself (video to come later) This was to be repeated later when we diverted off to Vuma Cliffs where she rode all by herself to the location. When we did eventually find him, pictures were taken and sodas were drunk and one rider was left happy as can be, a monotonous day at work made incredibly bright! I got to ride the 502 and discovered it is perfect for me specifically because of my height, weight, pillion, adventure requirements and general aesthetics and ergonomics.
Eventually, we left for Vuma cliffs Just at the junction, our own John Njenga was waiting for us with his son and their Suzuki 155. His son was transferred to Nicolas so that he could experience the big bike phenomenon, while my wife, once again unceremoniously snatched Silas's bike and sipped away.
We roamed around the vast expanse of sharp jagged rocks and soaked in the humid salty air while loading up our phones with pictures and recording the memory. By day's end, as we parted ways, no one had eaten nothing but we were all excited and high spirits. Eventually, more adventures will come and more memories will be made where all Nomads will be treated equal, while the ride and brotherhood will continue to be cultivated.