"I know the risks of being out here Matt, I wouldn't have come if I didn't want to do it.
Truth is I am a journalist who has been waiting for an opportunity like this for a long
time. I need to make amends for selling out," he said distantly. I didn't know what he
meant but I was grateful he was chosen as a key role player in this event. "How are you
going to get back to your Dad?" he asked. "You won't make it on foot, you'll need to
take the bike, can you ride?" he asked.
I looked at it and then at Max, as if he would be able to answer for me.
"It took a bit of a knock when I
came off it earlier. The exhaust is missing so it's helluva
noisy," he carried on. "So? Can you ride?" he asked again.
"No, but it sure is the right time to learn isn't it," I replied as the water was only a few
metres from us.
"I'll take you through the basics, you won't need to get out of second gear anyway, and
it’s a treacherous road. It's straight at least, you know the way I am sure, I won't know
how you know, but you do. I must warn you, there is a collapsing junior hostel just
before the road splits off up to where the truck is. I don't know how it happened but
they were evacuating when I rode past, took a few loops on the camera on the way here
to transmit as a tester. I think it displaced with the sink hole your Dad mentioned.
Anyway, be careful
it's right in the path of this, you'll need to drive very carefully." He
picked up the bike and started it. It only took after a couple of tries but when it did it
roared to life. It was a small bike but without the exhaust it sounded huge.
Graham took me over the basics of brake, clutch, accelerator and balance. I got on and
straddled it. One last obstacle and I could get in the truck with Dad. I gave the two way
to Graham. "Tell Dad I am on my way," I said as I clicked the pedal into first gear. I let
the clutch out slowly and accelerated slowly. I wobbled off down the water coveredroad.