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Well if its what the crowd wants, i guess i better not dissapoing.
Let me just say, this trip was totally unplanned and the stay over not really expected but oh well what the hey.Well it all started like the Krustinator said at casa de TB, learning the fine art of fitting a tyre, lol and not pinching the tube :laugh: .Well the tube was pinched, and a qucik trip to Sutto’s we were back on track fitting the new pirelle tyre (no intentions of so much tar but oh well). And the words ride to the caves and are you keen were said.
I was already in the you know what with the missus so oh well must buy some snorkel extentions. Raced home to fit the tyre and my adventure gear :laugh: and headed out to the oaks.
With the new rubber on i slowed up krusty abit and putted along on the tar, untill TB found some tracks beside the road.
Well i had alot of fun on the tighter stuff, as you would expect. But TB got off the might Tenere and walked over to me, i was a little lost untill he ushered me off and we switched(i reacon he might deny that). Well again i fell in love with the Tenere as i went for a run earlier in the week and was hooked then. A quick pit stop for fuel and lunch then a little more tar.
After loosing sight of TB and cruising with Krusty we finally saw some glourious dirt. The road on the way to caves was pretty skatie(if thats a word), and as this was not my first time on the road but the first time on a bike so i was taking it easy round the blind corners but having fun none the less (cause it was dirt). Without incident but a few deap breath moments, we pulled up on a fire trail. And i was pumped to hit it. It was a fast open, 4 and 5th in sections, sweeping fire trail of glory. We turned left onto some more fire trail and it was much the same untill a few bigger hills which fire out some sweet tunes from the akro(who needs an ipod). It slowed up a few times with some great hair pins and a few wood ducks as TB says.
Well we arrived to a valley full of bikes, people, tents, fires, but only 3 old bull’s
. After a quick chat and the tought of head on’s in the dark, we found camp Old bull half way up a hill, and we set up.
Well it was a massive job unpacking, as the ocky starp was on tight but after that i was done. Thats it, i did not expect to stay overnight but these things happen. I donated tarp from Krust and the ground sheet from TBs tent and i had my set up done. We went down to socialise and check out some rides. Plenty of Kato’s, A BMW or 5, old and new, a couple of trailer towing bikes and a road bike with road tyres. :unsure: .
It was a good night, given it was unplanned and we were sobber. Plenty of laughs, two bloody loud bombs set off (fricken hill billys), a couple of trips up the hill for some phone range and a few hours sleep.
We woke up, packed up, geared up and after abit to get the mighty Tenere cranking, we were off.
The next sections of the fire trails we rode in on, was awsome. We rode at a cracking pace (well i thought so any way), flicked over to reserve’s as we hit the road to the caves, had plenty of fun trying to keep a good pace but siding with caution. TB waved me by so when i ran out fuel it would save time not doubling back.
The thirsty Kato made it most of the way out, and to the place where TB later informed us was used as the old bull parking area for a birthday ride. I pulled up and waited………..And waited…….And TB showed…… And it turned out Krusty had a woops. And when he turned up he yelled out “Krusty had a party with the ground” (or something like that my american is a little rusty). :laugh: .
With the help of the Super tanker, we refueled with a V can, and head off. Within 2-3 Minutes i was back on reserves and 5 more i was pulled up again. A desperate attempt to get all of the fuel out of the tank which lasted about 5 more minutes and we stop 7 k’s short of mittagong. Abit more abuse from TB, a laugh or 2 with Krusty and we halled arse back into town.
A sight for sore eye’s we came across a servo and blew past it?????????
TB wanted to stop near the bakery so we kept going. And we made it. Some fuel, a drink, a pie, and a chat with TB’s man crush Steve crombie, we got going.
A few more Singles and a few wack to TB’s leftside peg, we crusied back to Sydney and we went our ways at the Oaks.
I want to say a massive thanks to TB and Krusty for your help and tarps, I had a blast, would do it again tomorrow.
Adventure riding is awsome i cant wait to buy a more appropriate bike to do it on. And its on the cards, TB and me have a had a few chats about it.
Thanks guys
Dejay Kwacka(hardcore) :laugh: :laugh: 😆 😆Not too familiar with them but most rods have brass little ends(piston pin bearing).
Good luck with it.
