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December 5, 2010 at 8:54 am #99236
quick ride today,,150 or so ks some real nice trails and just a bit of dust supression,
this turned normally smallish creeks into bigger creeks.Bollocks entering a creek.
December 5, 2010 at 8:57 am #191917mid stream.there. was a large ledge right on the exit of the crossing
December 5, 2010 at 8:58 am #191923and out the other side,,
December 5, 2010 at 9:10 am #191918Good look Boll,
I see you have grown eyes on the back of your melon to watch out for the Nundle Bunyip/Boony :laugh:December 5, 2010 at 10:18 am #191927I bet that water was cold. :S
December 5, 2010 at 11:29 pm #191924This is what all bulls is about , I go out to guide
bollocks past the rock ledge that caught me and in
return he slowly edges further and further over in
an attempt to push me of the ledge and into a big hole.
Thats one of the reasons I roosted him while he was lying under his bike.
Nothing like riding with your mates!!December 5, 2010 at 11:55 pm #191919Oh my ride report is comming Snowy…u just wait
December 6, 2010 at 4:43 am #191920Great day out :cheer:
But WTF is with the 5.30 am start????? :blink:
Picked up House at his…house at 10 past 5 in the bloody morning..he was asleep on his cement driveway :laugh: You gotta love Office Christmas partys then night before a ride :S
Loaded up and picked up another mate Simon and met Boony and Snowy…late :blush:
Pulled up at the Berry patch and kitted out with House moaning and groaning…AND HE WAS LEADING THE RIDE :ohmy: God help us
Nice selection of bikes for the day…one blue,1 white,1 black,1 yellow & 1 red :cheer:
Fun started at the first gate 5 mins into it.Covered Snowy in prime Nundle topsoil with lashings of slime :laugh: .That about set the tone for the day
Had heaps of fun riding a few new trails and comming across numerious logs and trees knocked down by a wild storm from about a month ago.Personaly if find these sort of obsticals the best part of the ridesweeping trails shmeeping trails…i like the carnage,swearing and despair that a downed tree can offer
..My view point only
Anyways…Boony and house had GPS & maps out and we went here,there and everywhere.The lads pondered over the maps like we were about to invade a small country 😆
Simon who came for a ride with us had a nice little stack on a sweeping double,the ground was that soft it was like landing on Sponge Bob so he fared OK..But still copped a few smartarse remarks from me an Snowy
Lots of shenanigans on the trip back with House drowning me plenty of times…Never a shortage of puddles in nundle.
Had to get Simon Back to town cause it was his first ride & his dear wife was a bit…how shall i say it ?….pissed?…we were abit late…Hooned past the Dungowan Pub to see Boony & Snowy charging their schooners at us on the side of the road….Bastards :laugh:
Cheers for the ride fellas
Oh…yeah….Snowy knocks me off my bike…asks me if i’m ok and then roosts half the forest onto me as i’m trying to pick up my bike….what a dog :laugh: …sooooo Old Bulls…I love It !!!!!! :woohoo: :woohoo: :woohoo: :woohoo: :woohoo: :woohoo:I’ll post a few pics next
Bol :woohoo:
December 6, 2010 at 4:57 am #191953BOLLOCKS wrote:
Quote:Great day out :cheer:
Had heaps of fun riding a few new trails and comming across numerious logs and trees knocked down by a wild storm from about a month ago.Personaly if find these sort of obsticals the best part of the rideI think you just like to have a smoke whilst you watch everybody else do the work.
December 6, 2010 at 4:59 am #191921Boony emerges from the scrub…in one piece :cheer:
Pull up House….thats a tree mate
Smoko :blink:
House appears after hunting bunyips :dry:
House with a wet arse from failed recon of a creek
Boony on his yellow submarine :huh:
Nearly Boony :woohoo:
Snowy was more like a Manly ferry 😆
Now…every one is wet :woohoo:
Where the f%$k are we?..Looks like only the officers wear blue :laugh: ..House,Boony & Simon
Boony gets a twig stuck on his back wheel :dry:
$9 hand saw to the rescue :woohoo: :woohoo:
And this was a little one
Cheers big ears
Bol :woohoo:
December 6, 2010 at 5:00 am #191954Bundyroy wrote:
Quote:BOLLOCKS wrote:Quote:Great day out :cheer:
Had heaps of fun riding a few new trails and comming across numerious logs and trees knocked down by a wild storm from about a month ago.Personaly if find these sort of obsticals the best part of the rideI think you just like to have a smoke whilst you watch everybody else do the work.
:laugh: ….shh :dry:
December 6, 2010 at 5:39 am #191955BOLLOCKS wrote:
Quote:House appears after hunting bunyips :dry:
Did he eat it? I like the bike prep. Hasn’t done a pony express in 6 months but still has his number stuck on. Looks like a good ride in good conditions.
If house was leading how come you were in front of him to get the photos. Get behind boy!!!
December 6, 2010 at 9:48 am #191956The real ride report unlike bollocks’s
House decides the only way to find a way through the Tuglow forest so that we can put our Nundle to the coast ride together is for just a couple of blokes to go out and find a famous mythical track through the wilderness. So typically a last minute decsion is to go on Sunday but to make sure we have enough time the big fella decised to start at 5am. Boony convinces him that thats too early so we meet at 0540, (Boony and I are there at 0530 like House demanded, but Bollocks and House were waiting for Maccas to open). We unload and are nearly dressed when bollocks sneaks up and throws buckets of mud and slush all over me !! Dog
Off into the forest we go and house hits the first locked gate 3 minutes into the ride, Boony lead us through a bottomless pit of red shit mud and flukes his way onto the main forest road. Following House’s 16 different GPS’s and the map Boony forgot to bring we launch off onto a side track until turning onto the nine km track. 30 km later we get to the end of it after more deviations than a labour policy think tank. At the end of the track is a normally tiny creek, but thanks to it having been pissing down we had to wait for the Queen mary to dock,then house plunges in to the crossing only to spear sideways in a deep hole and be thrown onto dry land the lucky bastard. Boony got almost across and stalled and my DRZ got nearly as far before a trout got stuck in the airbox bringing it to a halt. The new boy Simon then enters and cruises through as if there was no water ( we found out later he forgot to bring his glasses and didnt realise he had gotten of the trailer). Then bastard bollocks tried to shove me off a ledge downstream while I was trying to help him, thankfully I was able to lean on the anchor chain from the Queen mary and avoided a swim.
We carried on another 30km to fuel up at Houses secret fuel dump which he organised with a local mate of his who obviously has a helicopter to get to where it was dumped. Fuelled we headed of down the mythical trail which turned out to be real except covered in trees lying across it.These enabled House to show his skills by leaping them all in a single bound, boony and me to wish we knew how to pop monos and bollocks to try an avoid everyone by chasing koalas while alegedly loooking for a way around. Eventually we get to a down hill section and can see the pacific ocean flowing in between the hills right where a creek we were to cross was supposed to be. Thankfully someone had placed eight locks on a gate on the track and erected an eight foot fence anywhere you thought you could get around it. So as the thumbprints started to glow on my fellow riders foreheads (not mine though) we turned around and headed back to the start line. On the way back Boony and house managed to get totally lost and I had to save them all by finding my way back to the main forest road and then lead them home (shit Im good). On the way boony finally did something about his looks by having a mud bath and facial while we all tried to fill bollocks in with as much shit as possible.
After a sumptuous feast at the Berry patch, we headed home, as bollocks the old woman was driving they were 3 schooners behind Boony and I when they finally went past the Dungowan Pub. They failed to stop, obviously due to the thumbprints on their forheads now glowing brightly which is sad because it meant Boony and I had to drink their beers we had ready for them.Today after all day and 150 k on the bike I now understand both what is meant by monkey butt and what a sneaky bastard bollocks is !!
December 6, 2010 at 9:58 am #191974Boony have you rerouted your carby hoses mate? Just wondered when I saw it stopped in the creek
TB
December 6, 2010 at 10:05 am #191975Ummmm (drawing a circle in the dirt with his toe)No not yet…..but I will get there?
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