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Trailboss wrote:
Quote:We employed 3 highly paid camera men, no cornerman duties for them and only got 2 pictures so far WTF!!!TB
Obviously you didn’t pay us enough :laugh: :laugh:
I am going to have a crack at editing tonight, but as clearly stated in my disclaimer/contract, “any forthcoming cd/dvd will be at MY discretion” period, and no correspondence will be entered into
I’ve been away from family for 10 days out of 14 so some grovelling must take precedence.
hatto
Saturday Lunch
We arrived at Capertee starving after a good mornings ride. It was getting warm by now and it had turned out to be a perfect day. The servo had been fore warned and they had a great system going for us to fuel up and pay for our food. Tiny had gone ahead and ordered 30 burgers which probably did not raise an eyebrow. :laugh: We fueled both the bikes and the bellies and the decision was made that we should take a more direct route to Sofala so that we could set up in the light and get the camp ready for the night ahead. This meant a fairly long dirt road transport but these weekends are as much about the social aspect as the riding so in my opinion it was a good decision. My little Yami did not agree and after an hour or so of the valves hitting me in the arse we arrived.
TB and Mal had sussed out a great location for the night and the support team of Tiny, Bubba and Lotsa went to work and made us an incredible setup.
Setting up for me did not take long and my minimalist setup was the butt of many jokes. And rightly so, it was pretty average.
The beers started to flow and the banter began. Just before dark TB and Mick kicked off the presentation and a big congrats has to go out to Crash who was a worthy winner. I was lucky enough to win two prizes. One for burning the most amount of fuel getting to the weekend and one for the dirtiest bike. Has to be something said for sitting mid pack and getting passed all day.
Special thanks go to 4bp Racing for the great new kit bag and to Muc Off for the cleaning products. I will post a before and after shot of my bike this weekend to show the results.
As the BBQ warmed up I took my dinner, a can of Campbell’s fully loaded, :woohoo: cracked the lid and sat it in the fire. Five minutes later I was enjoying some steaming hot soup. For desert I had some Jack Links Beef Jerky. It is seriously good stuff and will be a staple in my pocket on two day rides in the future.
I took the pack light thing seriously so my food for the two days consisted of what I could load up on at Capertee each lunch time, one tin of soup, two power bars and a plastic spoon. Added to this the calories from all the beers and I felt well and truly full by the end of the night. More liquid than substance but full none the less.
The night around the fire was a great laugh with some real characters showing the sort of form that makes this site what it is. I made one last trip to the esky to find the beer was done and thought it would be wise to take that as a hint that I should turn in for the night. I don’t remember the next sequence of events very clearly but in the morning I did find my shoes about 20 metres from my sleeping bag, the foam matt was not under me and my bag was torn. This may explain the stories that it took me a long time to actually work out how to get into the sleeping bag. It seems that I tore the liner with my foot so I was actually trying to get into the split I had made in the liner. The much bigger opening that is designed for you to get in would have been a lot easier but I persisted for a good 10 minutes or so. I obviously found my way in eventually and I woke at 6 am ready for day two.
If you can sleep on hard ground with a bald head and no beanie at 4 degrees Celsius you have definitely gone to bed reasonably hammered so I thought the best cure would be a quick swim. I was already that cold that the idea did not seem too bad and the water certainly woke me up. TB made the call as I was putting my bike shorts on the leave some space for when the plums dropped and he wasn’t wrong. The turtle and the plums were holding a race to see who could get the deepest inside me but it did do the job of clearing my head.
It was time to pack up camp and embark on day two of the ride. Again the support crew went to work on the area and in short time it looked like we had never been. If not for the 5 million farmers friends in Ollie’s tracky dacks you would have never known we were there. :laugh:To be continued
STM
I love reading your stories Scott they are fully loaded like you :laugh: The hr you mentioned wasnt that bad but blame Kram. I have his bike at my place come and ride it for a day or so you will feel better
Bring on the rest of it, cant wait to see your take on the Sunny corner loam :laugh: :laugh:
TB
Trailboss wrote:
Quote:I love reading your stories Scott they are fully loaded like you :laugh: The hr you mentioned wasnt that bad but blame Kram. I have his bike at my place come and ride it for a day or so you will feel better
Bring on the rest of it, cant wait to see your take on the Sunny corner loam :laugh: :laugh:
TB
There are two more instalments to come so stay tuned.
Like I said the decision to ride what we did on Saturday arvo was the right one and I am glad we all had the extra time together. I tried to explain this to my little bike but it told me to f@#k off so I have put it away dirty :laugh:
Kram has a lot of explaining to do as everytime I close my eyes I can see him hit the ground :ohmy:
Not pretty!STM, or should that be FLM :laugh:
That was the hill White Rocket decided to pass me on and then go knocked off line in front of me and showered me in rocks. I put my head down and copped two in the helmet.
Bastard
STM
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