Six months of neglect and isolation in my shed has ended. I turned over the Tiger and with the aid of some fresh fuel, it spun back into life. Now I need to tidy her up a bit, change the pre- filter and load her up for a ride over to eastern Victoria next week. I hope it stops blowing and pissing down rain. My last ride in May to Queensland was aborted when Mum took a turn for the worse and passed away soon after. We managed to get as far as Broken Hill before we diverted over to the Flinders, then back towards Crystal Brook where Mum was residing.