In any man's life there comes a moment, a very sweet moment that he remembers for all time. It may only come once. Of course there are also one's 'finest hours' which will stir the memory. However, men being men, there will be times when the depths are plumbed, when nadirs are reached, when the dark moments come. These ironic 'finest hours' are the black, rather to be forgotten moments, that all too frequently scar the emotions. Jude, a forty something cast adrift in modern times, still has his moments. They involve motorcycles and rock climbing, they of course also involve cack handed attempts at relationships which end up in a maelstrom of lunatic decisions. This story follows Jude from Cornwall to New Zealand and New York. The women left in his wake, Beth and Helen, have their own moments, sweet and not so fine, as their lives intertwine with a lost cause. Will Jude learn, is there still a sweet moment left? This story is both comic and tragi-comic as life's journeys rarely run smoothly.