Echoes of The Black Beast

Markku on bike
The Retired Husband and The Exterminator

You may recall that TRH (The Retired Husband) had yearnings for a trike. The road to realising this dream has been loooong. First he had to get a motorbike licence. Road rules here are weird. To this end The Exterminator entered – and exited – to pave the way.

Then came the hunt for the dream machine. After many, many, many months of searching, looking, hunting, it appeared.

Discussions, negotiations, planned excursion to bring it home finally came to fruition in August. A bundle of nerves, off he flew to Sydney.

Alas the road trip home did not go as planned.  He flew back sans trike. What has followed since has been a continuing litany of one problem after another.

However, The Day of Triumph,

The Day of Dreams Realised,

The Day of The Trike,

dawned today.

It is home.

In our carport next to Big Red.

In working order.

He is – The Black Beast.

© Raili Tanska

Steps for Peace
“Never lose hope. Storms make people stronger and never last forever.” 
― Roy T. Bennett, The Light in the Heart


19 thoughts on “Echoes of The Black Beast

  1. Nice trike Raili, pity you can’t sit comfortably on it, how about a sidecar?? 😂😂 On further reflection you are definitely not a side car lady. So you have to let TRH go by himself to enjoy his trike rides.

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