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Well the old bulls south coast ride weekend has been done and dusted (so I’m told). Here’s my take on the weekend.
After posting up the first ever old bulls Sc ride, I was excited to think that I would get to share some of my backyard with some fellow old bulls, but i have to say that I was a bit disappointed with the response.
Anyway, with organising underway, it was going to be a pub stay weekend at a place called Araluen.The way i like to do these rides is work out accommodation, fuel, food(lunch dinner breakfast) and have everybody split the total cost.
Support vehicle crew get to stay for free.With all the planning done the weekend came around very quickly, but with only 8 old bulls(including pauly and myself, i opened up the ride to some local dropkicks.
and it didn’t take long to fill up.Arrangements were made to meet on the road at 6.30am sat morning. At 5.55am I get a call from Crash (pinball wizard):lol: , do you know anywhere I can leave a car, our plan has gone to shit. I had a think about it but couldn’t link of somewhere, so he would have to keep coming.
We all arrived at the start point, met everyone suited up and we were ready to go. Quick briefing and into it.
Now being the lead you don’t really get to see to much, but i was hoping that everybody was having a good time. The morning tracks flowed pretty well and we were making very good time. I stopped for a rest break, when looking around at everybody, they had all changed in appearance-they all looked a funny shade of brown/ yellow.:woohoo: :ohmy: Apparently the dust was bad, real bad. Now not very often is it good to be the lead, but I was sure glad to be out in front this time:lol: 😆It was here that I decided to change routes and add some more singles-(to try and get away from the dust) but found ourselves in a set of singles with trees down everywhere.
When we finally got out of there it was a B line to Pork chop hill and our lunch break. As the crew arrived at the bottom of porkchop, there were a few comments( of which I cant repeat):ohmy::whistle: which is pretty much standard when people first come across it.Now I think we had about 8 different riders have attempts at the mighty hill, with only 1 success.
( way to go nathe) but there was a bit of carnage.Lunch was served, with cold meat sangas, coleslaw, potato salad, cakes bickies and softies, chockies. At this point there was a little bitchen goin on, apparently, some idiot forgot the utensils.:huh: :(and I gotta say, for a bunch of so called burly moto riding heamen, you are all a bunch of sissy’s:lol: 😆 😆 Tuffin up sooks, take off your skirts and let your immune system take care of it.
During lunch, assessments were made of the failed attempts at the chop and it was discovered, 1 rear hub was razzed, 1 front dick was bent, the pride of 4 riders was dented and 1 rider was bragging for all it’s worth.
With full bellies we were off to the pub. we had about 2.5 hrs before we would get there so the pace was on.
As I lead them into some single a call came over the radio-we have a problem and somebody had the shits big time.
:S . No literally, he was frantically searching for poo tickets before it was too late.
At our next stop there was some laughter and ribbing going on about the events and it was decided to get to the pub as quick as possible.
The next bit of trail is one of those real good sections which go through creeks and fast flowing, finishing with a steep hill climb to the lookout, this track is one of my favourites on the trip over and by the look on everyones face, they all agreed.We are now into a section which is very similar to the “Sunny Corner Loam” and with a few get offs, everyone was tonguing for a beer. The last section of bush before we hit the transport section to the pub is unreal – 4th/5th pinged with smooth erosion mounds and everyone was launching themselves towards the moon.
Once we got to the Pub, the banter started while air filters were changed(someone said it was dusty)but mine was as clean as it went in.:laugh: :laugh:
Everyone hit the showers and we all settled in for the nights festivities (drinking, choits, darts, pool, pinnies, dukebox etc).
This is where I have renamed our ex King, Crash. This man is a “pinball wizzard”, obviously the result of a misspent youth in the milkbar,:laugh: he put $2 bucks in and must of played for 2 hours, i think he popped it every game (legend). As the night wore on, the numbers dwindled as riders snuck off and at 2am the last 3 (resort, nathe and myself) had out last rum and hit the fart sack.hatto
To be cont:
Me and my Bro shit the bed on saturday morning so we were milling around the Cullendulla servo for a while waiting for the convoy to show up, when it did everyone was ready to ride except the fearless (useless) leader Hatto who waited until the last possible minute to rewire his left hand throttle :laugh:
We were into it and it was dusty but what can you expect with 22 riders, double corner man worked well, don’t get too bored with someone to talk shit with while you wait for the sweep
The single tracks were sweet and the track with the creek crossings that Hatto spoke of is awesome, on the way back me and my brother had the best race all the way through it, luckily we got to do cornerman at the end of it because we were rooted and needed the rest. :laugh:
Thanks heaps for organising the ride Hatto and to everyone that came and made it a cool weekend, champion support drivers too
Part 2
Sunday morning sore a cold start,
fog was in and every body was loitering around the fire in the pub waiting for their breakfast. There were a few discussions about snoring,:huh: and shenanigans from the night before and I can think of 4 soldiers who were a little on the slow side (I have no idea why):lol:Breakfast was served -cereal, b&eggs, toast, juice, tea, coffee and it was time to get motivated.:unsure:
With the gear packed and bikes fueled up, quick photo in front of the pub and we were off on a transport section. By the time we turned into the bush it was freezing the hands and chin.:angry: :woohoo:
It seemed like everybody was in the mood,:silly: with some serious pace and windrow aeronautical maneuvers a plenty, the brothers (lc4skin and green 450) were on fire I was told with neither giving an inch as they smashed the 6 creeks track.Once we got down to the bottom of the valley, I turned them into some singles to warm them up and that it did, with all riders warming up quickly.
My local riders down here have a couple of new riders in the group with special names-wombat and echidna. These two got there names because they spend alot of time on the ground on all fours, and echidna was leading the count. Over the course of the weekend so far, he had been keeping tally of his achievements and at the start of the second single was at 16 visits to the turf(great effort):laugh: 😆
By the time he came out of the single his count was at 22- now that is some serious commitment, and to still be laughing shows testament to his character.
We were getting close to lunch, and some were wrecked so it was decided to cruise to lunch.
Lunch was by the river at nelligen where everyone relaxed. There was only a short trip back to the cars after lunch, so that all the guys who had to travel got away early enough.Thanks to the old bulls who came down for the ride, I hope you all had a good time, good to catch up with you again, I had a great weekend, showing you some of our south coast riding, and sorry for the dust-although I didn’t see any.:laugh: :laugh:
Crash(pinball wizard) had the camera out a bit so he will post some photos i’m sure
Hatto
[/img]Great stuff Hatto :cheer: Sounds like you all had fun
Only makes me feel even more pissed off I missed it
Always next time, hopefully not too far away 😆
Adam.
Crash wrote:.Your a man of few words Crash
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