i’ve been in this country a month now and had the honda XR600 nearly as long so i finaly got round to finding some dirt to play on.
i went down to beaudesert to buy an oil filter and the bloke there told me of the dirt tracks just next to where i live up tambourine mountain, so on my way home i decided to pay them a quick visit, not to do anything serious because i had no water, no idea how long the tracks were, no armour, no one knew i was there and not allot of experience riding on dirt or with the motorbike.
well when i got there that plan went out the window, i started hitting the jumps and sliding round corners and such like and eventually found myself going down a crazy steep, heavily rutted track. it was then that i started remembering that i have no health insurance and that i probably wont be able to get the bike back up this track. and then i crashed.
it wasnt serious but the bike was in a ditch on this steep section and i couldn’t get good footing to pick it up, so after about half an hour of dragging it about sideways i managed to get it upright pointing down the hill again.
surprise surprise it wouldn’t start now so i free wheeled it down the rest of the hill hopeing there would be a way out at the bottom.
the track entered another track at the bottom which went up and down the hill, but in a easy way which would be no bother on the bike, if it would start.
i managed to get it bump started on the down track but when i reached the bottom there was a locked gate and a ‘no trespassing’ sign, shit.
so i went up the track, same thing.
i went back down, left the bike at the gate and walked to the farm house with hopes of the farmer opening the gate to let me get back to a road.
i met the bloke, he told me he doesnt have the key, the farmer at the other house does, but dont go see him ‘he’ll kill you’.
so with that info i went back to the bike, squeezed it through a gap in the fence (sorry) and made it back to the road and home, dripping sweat and dying of thirst.
good times. off to do it again today….
