About twenty years ago an unmet cousin (my sister has done ancestry DNA, unearthing previously unknown relatives in England), rode a pushbike around the world to raise money for breast cancer, in honour of his late wife.
He rode from England to southern India, from where he flew to Perth then rode to Brisbane. He then flew to California, riding to New York before flying home to England.
While he was eastbound on his Australian leg, I was driving to perth in the opposite direction. Unfortunately, our paths did not facilitate a meeting, but my sister did introduce us on her phone while he was on the east coast and I, on the west.
He told me that his trip had been uneventful until he was leaving Kalgoorlie (WA), where he was pulled up by the police for not wearing a helmet. Explaining his ignorance of such a requirement and purpose of his undertaking, he was let off. He was again pulled up in Port Augusta (SA), again explaining his purpose and ignorance, with further truthful information that there was nowhere in the previous 2,000km to buy a helmet. The cops kindly drove him to an outlet where he could make the necessary purchase. They returned him to his bike and promptly wrote him a FPN (good one SAPOL), that could be paid at a Post Office within 28 days.
He told me that upon trying to pay at a Brisbane Post Office, he was unable. I explained to him, that would have been an arrangement with only SA Post Offices, but why would he want to pay it anyway, it wasn’t like he would be extradited for a paultry sum. The bureaucratic angst that the inability to collect fine money, appeals to my rebel side.
I found out some time later that Qld Police collected the money from my sister, after our cousin had left the country. It was a conciliation that the cost of collection far exceeded the amount extradited.
Itchy Boots (Noraly) is bl00dy good at what she does, she reminds me of Ted Simon of “Jupiter’s Travels” fame. Ed March of c90Adventures went out of his way to help when she was in strife.