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Day 1 Dual sport ride.
What an awesome couple of days with good friends on the trails, I dunno where to start this report as there has been so much happen in the last two days, it all seems such a blur.
Thursday arvo is when the shenanigans began, TB, Mal and Crash arrived at my place just before Jeffro and the business of getting bikes ready and some drinking got underway straight away. The shed was a hive of activity as people dropped buy to say gday and as usual it became a social occasion as we sat about hanging shit on Bollocks. At about 10.30 Bollocks eventually arrived and we had to stop that and talk about someone else then. LOL Midnight saw us bunked down and ready for a 8 am start the next morning.
TB ready to roll
Friday saw us up and ready to rock at 7am, a quick run up to the Wauchope Country Kitchen (our caterers for the weekend) for a Bacon and egg roll.
At Mooses place
We then headed off to the meeting place at Mooses and we were away by 8am on our way too Cairncross state forest. Moose took the lead and lead us through a few sweet little singles before we met up with Blue450 so we could top up Mal’s two banger with fuel so it could make the distance.
A run up Red hill put us in the Bellangarra state forest where we hit some great fire trails that saw some mad powersliding. We then headed down to Hells Creek road that at the end had everyone laughing after a top run through it. Half way through we came across a dude in a Hilux cruising along having a beer and it was only 9am!!
We cruised on through to Kempsey and had a quick stop at Mavin and McNamara’s Truck workshop to say gday to one of TB’s mates. I do believe we made a bit of a stir in the industrial area.
A top up of fuel in Kempsey saw Ollie take the lead and he gave us a good work out through the trails in Maria State forest. There were some great trails in there too. It is here that things went a bit pear shaped for me, as I was thundering along pretty fast standing up when, a small stick somehow managed to snap the front wheel out from under me and I bit the deck fairly heavily. Giving my shoulder a good work out in the process. As I hit the deck I heard over the blue tooth “Crash yelling “man down” . I bit of a dust off saw me under way again nursing a shoulder that was giving me a bit of curry.
Once we had finished in the Maria forest we made a B line to Crescent head Pub for lunch. On the way there I witnessed the 888 bike pulling a huge wheelstand that was at about 100kmph. It was such a long wheelstand that the front wheel had all but stopped spinning and when he put it down a big puff of smoke came off the front wheel like when a jet lands. Amazing stuff indeed!!.
After an awesome lunch at the pub we headed out near Krams place to have a bit of a ride in some rutile sand country. There was a swampy section that was a bit of a challenge. It was here that I followed Ollie into the swamp and the rotten bastard managed to trap me and fill me in with wet sloppy sand like I have never been filled in before. I was covered form head to toe in wet black mud and I looked like the creature from the Black Lagoon.
Beware Ollie, one day when you least expect it, I will get even!!!
Some picks of the fun in the swamp.
Some of the puddles were a bit deep, to say the least!!
Once we had a ball tearing around in the sand we headed to the beach for a quick look before we hit Plommer road.
After all the rain we have had, Plommer road wasn’t as much fun as it could be as the whoops were full of water, but that didn’t stop the boys from hitting it at full song and at the regroup at the end of the road they were puffing and laughing at the same time!!
A quick run down to the ferry saw us cross the Hastings River and on our way back to Wauchope to prepare the bikes for the next days riding.
More report to follow.
This was my 2nd Mick’s birthday bash as such one of the bigger ride weekends here at OBT and one I always look forward to. Rider X lays on the best ride days they is second to none and this for me always makes the weekend. Cheers X it would be criminal not to mention you gay shoes what’s doing here? :ohmy:
Getting packed and away from home on Thursday arvo was a nightmare because of the domestic blitz thing happening next door but the crew made room and we got away when Mal and Crash turned up. We towed Ghostriders BIG bogie in closed trailer which was a pleasure to have for the weekend cheers Wal
A quick stop over at the bottle shop, then Sutto’s for Mal 5.1 to make his weekly donation, some more gear for the up and coming A4DE. Lunch was at the twin Caltex’s at Wyong and all good I thought
Whilst sitting on a comfortable cruising speed on the F3 up near the Newcastle end I realised in all the excitement at home I had left my bag on non bike riding clothes at home. Mild panic set in but I remembered that Boulder was working in Bowral and would be going sort of past my place (not really that close, he is a dead set legend) While I tried getting Boulder on the blower Mick set about tracking down Holeshot who lives a couple of suburbs from me to see if he had left, this involved the white pages and a heap of phone calls. Boulder rang back and good has gold it was under control, thanks so much mate.
We continued on, I drove and the boys got into a few bundies and we arrived at Mick’s. Into the shed, some work on the bikes we had purchased some Al Baker XR only billet case savers for the BRP’s so I fitted Crashes and mine correctly unlike Micks he had installed incorrectly previously and couldn’t be arsed fixing :laugh:
There was a fair amount of pre hydration going on Mal and I cooled of with a swim as the humidity at 9.30 at night in the shed was ridiculous. :woohoo:
We awoke in the morning Mick made some coffees and we suited up with Crash making mention that maybe Mal snored :laugh:
After some bacon and egg rolls, passing a school bus and a regroup at Moose’s we got under way. Quickly I discovered I was enjoying a golden day on the back wheel and was getting the odd decent wheelie.
Once into the bush we got into some ripper trails but it was very slippery in spots, very slippery is actually an understatement. The trails are supreme up here as with most all of the Wauchope area. I was really enjoying running in the middle of the pack wired to Crash and then Mal and seeing first hand all that goes down in the pack. While running through a over grown twin trail I caught out of the corner of my eye a white WR pointing back where we had just come from, we pulled up and checked to find Bullock’s had stopped for some fancy aerobatic dirt nap but was ready to go. During the weekend I came to admire how tough our Tamworth resident stock agent is, you da man Bollocks.
We waited for Ollie to tape up his boots
Through to Kempsey, enjoying riding in the pack and being part of it a few wheelies and so much fun although cleaning goggles at every corner stop was a new it was so much fun. By this stage Bollock’s, Kram, Crash, Mick and myself has started filling one another in at any which was a lot of fun and kept you on your toes. Mal 5.1 informed me many a time that at corners I sit in the wrong place which either makes it hard for others or gets me filled in :laugh:
Crash and Mick had connected Bluetooth’s but Crash must of became bored because he decided to start ripping trees out even if he had to crash to do it
We called in at a mates, who it turns out knows Ollie and fuelled in town. Of we went on Ollie’s mystery tour which had some of the best tracks I have had the pleasure of riding in some time, around and around and around we went at times a few of us reckon Ollie was lets say geographically challenged as he seemed to be talking with Kram a lot and he was shaking his head. But around we went on great tracks and riding, cheers Ollie for taking us through. Being mid pack I witnessed Mick eat s*#t big time
This being the mayor on his birthday
We as a group over rode Ollie and demanded we head to Crescent Head tavern for lunch as it was 1.00pm and bistro shuts at 2.00 and I still don’t think they knew exactly where we were, it didn’t matter because the riding was so good. But away we went, Kram took the lead and Ollie gave the on you go wave and then cut me 20 yards later that had us laughing later. In here Boulder had a huge of along a fence line, he smashed one of his brand new Astrisk knee brace braces and I received a text this arvo saying he has ligament damage and a fractured bone in his shin. He is one tough man as he continued the rest of the day without so much of a word about it. Once on the road we cruised into Crescent with a couple of little wheelies and one for the kids at school
Lunch at Crescent Head Tavern is always good and didn’t disappoint again.
From there we fuelled and rode out to Kram’s back yard, except for some smelly black bog holes that Crash got in and helped most people the ride through here shouldn’t be missed if you get the chance up there, railing sand corners was great.
Ollie took a low shot on the birthday boy in the black smelly poo which had him spewing revenge
Out to Big Hill point for a photo shoot and of down Plommer Road, this was the only time all day that a few of us had a go, I had a cracker run with Kram on the rape a renta bike that had us breathless and laughing. Of to the ferry, turning kill switches of, maybe a wheelie and laughing at Ollie’s skinny seat and somewhat wider arse.
Before Wauchope we had a stoner on the side of the road cheering after we went past that cracked Mick up
Some of us washed the bikes at the car wash, STM fronted and we got stuck I into tyre changes, gearing changes etc etc with a mixture of shed banter and drinks
Dinner at the RSL and a cake from Bollock’s again mate you da man.
Saturday to come, thanks for reading
:ohmy:Good read there TB. Here are a couple of pics from the shed Friday night.
TB busy changing a tyre while Mal5.1 and Itsagas discuss the theory of evolution or some other crap.
STM dropped by to fix Connor’s Pushy and have a drink. Thanks for the beers too Scott.
CRACKALACKING WEEKEND :cheer: :cheer: :cheer: :cheer:
Got to Longflat,about 20 mins outa Waucoppy at about 9.40pm Thursday night,eager to get to the shed party before it was all to late,licking saltblocks all day i was busting for a beer and was deeply concerned it may be all over before i got there :ohmy: Rememberd i had an esky with a few cold tinnies in it, in the back seat and then Guns N Roses went up a few more dials on the boom box and all was good
Called mick on the blower as i came into Wauchoppy and got directions,walked down to the shed when i got there it sorta went all quite….you WERE talking about me you bastards :unsure: ….hmmmm…oh to be a fly on the wall
TB handed me a rum and that put a smile on my dial
Met Mal and Crash and gave the old “gday big fella” to Mick,TB and Ollie.Leaving the XR ranting behind us,Ollie and i made our way to Mooses Rancho El Relaxo.Met Moose and Mrs Moose , the little Mooseites,a swag of Dogs of all shapes and sizes and Big Jefro.After a bit of natter we finally crashed for the night in anticipation of our big adventure which was about to unfold over the next few days.Thanks for letting me crash the night Moose family. Friday and Saturdays reports will be on tomorrow night,pics and vids aswell…..
Till then ferrets…….
Bol :woohoo:
“Ollie took a low shot on the birthday boy in the black smelly poo which had him spewing revenge”
To Mick the Birthday Boy :laugh: mate being the generous soul that I am and knowing how stressed you were and your skin looked like it needed a little rejuvinating :laugh: so I decided I would help you out ol mate by giving you a pure and natural Dungatty swamp mud bath :laugh: I hope you enjoyed your prezzy mate as I am sure you would do the same for meOllie the Mustang
BOLLOCKS wrote:
Quote:TB handed me a rum and that put a smile on my dial B)Bol :woohoo:As promised big guy
thanks for the mid pack fun mateTB
What a top weekend!!
Great riding, plenty of mid pack shenanigans and a few fizzy drinks at the end of the day.
A lot of work went into making this weekend run smoothly and a big thanks has to go to Mick for putting it all together.
Mick and TB have covered Friday’s ride pretty well. It had a great mix of tracks, conditions, dirt naps and laughs to make it really hard to sum up in a few lines.
Saturday’s was even better. Slippery single track after slippery track kept us on our toes for an action packed 7 hours.
Rider X and the boys who led the day, hats off to you fellas it was a crackers.
A big thanks goes to Stexs for letting use his bike for the weekend. My bike had a little moment late on Thursday night and being the top bloke he is he gave me his new KTM 450 without a moment’s hesitation. He has my nomination for OBT of the Year
And as always it’s the bloke riding with you that make it such a great time. It was a pleasure to catch up with the guys I’ve met before and an even greater pleasure meeting some new ones.
Except Bollocks of cause. :kiss:
Day 2 through Mick’s eyes.
Consistent rain during Friday night had me thinking that it was going to be a mud fest on Saturday’s ride.
Up and having a coffee at 5am saw it still drizzling rain,I was feeling a bit apprehensive about how we were going to get 30 bikes around 100+ kms of trails without mishap.
Before the sun was up we, headed off into the darkness in light misting rain on our way to meet the rest of the crew at the farmstay.
Shirley and Barry were busy knocking up breakfast for the hoardes and the place was a hive of activity as guys kitted up and did what needed doing. A quick riders brief and we were underway, what a sight it was too. 30 bikes in single file heading off up the road!!
A quick 1km run up the road saw us at Daves place and straight into the bush onto some great trails that Dave and his mates have cut in over the last few years. The boys had been hard at work cutting some new trails in preparation for this ride too. Putting that many bikes through freshly cut single,will always be a bit of a task and all was going well with the ride flowing smoothly. Until TB had a bit of strife and dropped his bike directly onto a stump,caving in his radiator and shroud. With coolant and steam pouring out of the fiddy it was obvious that the day was over for TB.
(Yes I know the photo is sideways but couldn’t be arsed editing it)
The next issue was how we were going to get the fiddy out of where it was. There was no way a vehicle could get down to where it was , so with a bit of pushing the boys got it a bit closer to the road,when Murph appears with a tow rope and what better machine to tow a fiddy with?? Another Fiddy!! Crash was soon strapped up and a tow system was working well.
Once we got it to the main road Ash volunteered to go get his ute and carry the fiddy and TB out of the bush. A fantastic gesture on his behalf considering it was his first ride in several months, thanks Ash you are a champ!!
The boys waiting for us to get the fiddy out.
Once we wre under way again we did another 20km of wet greasy trails, one of these trails saw me and my fiddy have a bit of a front end moment and a subsequent laydown.
By this time the sun had broken through and the humidity was hitting close to 100% and keeping googles clear was a task in itself. We motored on down towards Bottlebutt, it was in this section that I saw Bollocks have one of the funniest get Offs I have ever seen, it was so funny it made me snort with laughter. A stop at Bottlebutt was welcomed by all the riders as it gave everyone a chance to clean their googles and have a bit of a breather as Dave had done a good job at giving the guys a work out. Here I went ahead and set myself up at a log I knew was across the trail to grab a couple of photos.Here in no particular order. I have listed those I recognise
RiderX hit it like a pro!!
Tripper
Dusty?
Graz
Mal5.1
Itsagas
Bollocks
Kram on the thrasher renta bike
The Rowan
Gasit
Jeffro
Lotsa
Crash’s ugly attempt
With super human strength, He saved it though.
STM
Nickoff
Justo..I think
Mudntar
Old mate
68 year old Al showed a few of us “younger” blokes up more than once on the ride
Moose the turn coat bastard on his new KTM
The humidity was so high that the camera lens kept fogging up so I apologise for the pic quality.
We followed riderX around for another hour or two through some great trails until we hit Red Clay hill that caused a bit of strife,so much so 8 rider decided they would do the smart thing and take the easy way round. Lunch was to be at Comboyne turn so we made our way to there to knock down a ripper Chicken salad sandwich and a can of drink. We topped up the bikes with fuel and the camelbaks that had been drained dry during the morning needed some attention too. Here I took over sweep duties and we headed off towards Comboyne to play in the hills. This turned out to be awesome fun but hard work.
To be continued.kram140 wrote:
Except Bollocks of cause. :kiss:[/quote]Right back at ya …you fury little Ewok
Spooky feeling waking up on a Friday morning and not heading off to work…happy days :cheer:
All kitted up and ready to go and the lads from town roll in munching on B & E rolls and some strange looking Gatoraids(oh….and thanks for dumping all your rubbish in my trailer you criminals :angry: )
Knowing that we had a few big days rides ahead of us,i was in a bit of a “Driving miss Daisey Mode” for the first half of the day The pace was on for the first hour of the ride as a few Bulls tested each other out on the open stuff,i just putted along thinking….soon i will have an off…and i’ll be buggered if it is going to be at this pace on this hard rocky ground..as these thoughts went through my mind Justo screamed past me and didn’t quite relieze that we were heading into a pretty tight corner :ohmy: .I saw his brake lights appear , heard his sphincter muscle pop and down he went :silly: Justos bike slid across the road and down over the edge.Justo did a bit of rag dolling and came to rest at the roads edge.A tree had stopped his Katos decent further down the hill and he requested i give him a hand…pigs arse…i’m getting my camera :woohoo:Bit later on Boulder came down heavy on some Boulders on a a flat open bit,at pace i imagine :unsure: The big fella was in a bit of pain,but,being the tropper he is carried on camping!!This stack only stiffened my resolve to take it easy on this sorta stuff.
We got to Kempsey and re fuelled and Ollie took over as leader,he commented that i was riding like an old sheila(or something to that effect :laugh: ) We started riding through some pretty cool singles and i noticed we had left all the rocks behind and it was nice soft sandy loamy stuff.. :woohoo: Time to get out of first gear :woohoo: …belting along i found one of those nice greasy long shallow wet ruts,without fail they bring me undone,over the handle bars flying through the air…i even had enough time to scream landed on my knee which hurt like a bastard,bike went off into the bush to the right and ended up faceing the way we came(i think it wanted to go home 😆 )and i ended up on the other side of the track.Sitting on my Bum i couldn’t hear any one comming up behind me so i thought..”crikey..i might get away with this!!!”…limped over and grabbed my bike the a mob of hells angels roared over the same rise i lost it on, going flat bicky.I hid in the bush but unfortunatly Tb saw me…bugger :blush:
Ollie was like a bulldozer clearing paths through that awfull bloody lantana stuff(kept that stuff on the coast will ya?)Along with spiders and Goannas…top effort mate Pulled up at a crossing and Ollie had half the forest wrapped around his front wheel…there was a shrine at the same spot for a young girl whose body was dumped there…that freaked me out a bit.
Had a big feed at Cresent head and I saw TB do some of the best wheelies I have ever seen…you are a legend mate…you shoulda seen the faces on the 2 young fellas walking home from school.. you went past on one wheel flat out…they had grins from ear to ear and were hi fiving each other…future bulls in the making. Hit Plomer road….now…that aint a road…that’s an abomination!!! I’m sure the Australian Army has been using that road for artillery practice. I had fun going through the middle of every lake until about the 36th nearly drowned me. I got very excited when we lined up for the ferry…never been on one before..On a bike anyway. I smooth charmed old mate a got on for free !!! Bonus!!!
Back at Mooses place we cracked a tinnie…a good ride always ends with a beer eh Kram? Went and spruced up at the Chook ladies place,weren’t they champions?Had a good feed and the local rissole and Presented Mick with his cake. And you blokes thought they were only Virtual cakes eh? Could have killed you Thursday night in Mick’s shed TB when you kept bitchin about no cake …Surprise Surprise !!!
Eventually hit the fart sack and dreamed of the terrors that awaited me the next day.
Pics to follow.Bol
Birthday boy telling us where to go
chucle chuckle chuckle
Jeffro da sweep
Justo taking the corner man system a bit too far
Some peanut who thinks he has never been to the beach before
Cresent Head Pub…we rule
TB holding the floor…enough to put you off your tucker !!!
Dont stop the ferry men !!
Mick an his cake…happy birthday you dirty old dog
Sat report tonight
Bol :woohoo:
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