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Trailboss wrote:Mick must of been there in June :laugh: Nah we went the best way, hindsight is twenty vision
was a great adventure and I wouldn’t change it, it rocked was scary and steep :laugh:
BTW the straight ahead had a padlocked gate and was marked private property no trespassing. Maybe talking of different tracks :huh:
Am going back up there in Jan or Feb
TB
He described it pretty spot on though, reckons it wasn`t padlocked last he was there :dry: SO maybe been locked since ??? It happens
Yeah it as a wicked run, and would be different each time you run it I reckon, with differing conditions etc
We were lucky to see the area so lush & green, normally its dry & brown :dry:I spoke to a guy today that was there only a short time ago & he said the creek crossings were all graded & smooth as a babys bum !!! Not the case at the moment, rocky & loose most of `em :laugh:
Nah :laugh:
But talking to MickP over a beer this evening on his boat, it sounds like that whole area has caused some general carnage amongst you blokes :whistle:
You, Gav, Joe & even Mick himself have had some sort of dramas up that way in the past
Also talking to Mick, we should have gone straight through the gate on the main trail and not detoured up past old mates caravan and onto the mountain :S It was bit of excitement to spice up the trip nonetheless :laugh:
Awsome trails and hills up there though
Yeah, G`Day Millsy
Welcome to the ratrace mate,,, I know how ya feel about the bike mate :whistle:
I went from an `04 KLX250 to a `10 KTM 690R :woohoo:Just had a weekend away to the Xmas Party with the gang, covered 1155k on an awsome ride that had lots of dirt trails, some Hwy cruising, mud, clay, creek & river crossings and a flaming Thunderstorm on a montain top :laugh:
Stick with it mate, and remember, little bits more often is the key
Be sure to hook up with Aido & the vicco gang if ya can, they are good blokes and have some top riding areas to cover
Cheers Mate
AWSOME ride actually , truly with a bit of everything
I was shitting bricks on that mountain in the storm heading up (knowing we would have to go down down down somehow) :laugh:I have had no real soreness in the arms or back at all, just a bit tired yesterday (the midnight plus nights didn`t help)
Today I was feeling great & ready to go again :woohoo:Probably no weekend rides for me till after XMAS now though, work is on the pump and working most of the early New Year, already booked in :dry: :whistle: :pinch:
Hopefully 2012 will see me out on some good two & three dayers for sure
Cheers
:blink: How can I get the blame for leaving early ??? :laugh:
It was Moose` idea actually as Kath had a BBQ dinner organised for us important ones :laugh:Moose & Kram were ready to go, and then they had to wait for me & Dean to suit up to follow them over the river (thats why Kram put his helmet & jacket doen on the tinnie & left them behind) :laugh: :laugh: :laugh:
The end of the sunday ride is a blurr to me now, I was getting pretty tired and my eyes were hanging out of my head from the dust and setting sun :whistle:
Will try to finish my report tomorrowJust grabbed the latest TBAM mag & bugger me if the Boulder Bros don`t have a rough pair of heads in the wide group pic on the mountain :laugh:
Awsome adventure this one to honour a top bloke
Cheers Fish
Eags` Sunday run home,
On Sunday there were some seriously sore heads and the start was a slow one. Deano & I packed our tents early and prepped the bikes before walking over to the cafe for an 8am bacon & Egg Roll.
After that we got the rest of or ride gear on, rode up & refuelled ready for the Bollocks Tour to Moonan. Of course Boll was the last to roll up , apparently he too had a sore head or something :laugh:He led us back up Hanging Rock and over to Barry Station which is a trail that everyone should have a crack at, it`s freaking awesome, as is the rest of the ride though Glenrock Station and the run to past Ellerston to Moonan Flat. There was a bit of everything to be had as far as ADV trails go, fast open stuff, tight windy bits, rocky steep descents, rocky creek crossings and of course the infamous Mossy concrete causeways (just ask Lefty) :whistle: :blush:
I have been to Nundle quite a bit over the past 3 years and never seen the countryside so green and lush, it really was an awesome run, Thanx Heaps Bollocks , I`m so glad I made the trip it was well worth it
On arrival at Moonan we refuelled again and it was there that TB called that we cut & run as we had a long way to go, lucky for us we did cause it proved to be a long day indeed,,,,
Farewells were in order to the many Old Bulls we had shared the past two days with, it`s always great to catchup with them all & the riding is a bonusThe final 5 of us wound our way south along thru some stunning areas, with god knows how many creek crossings (that had to be treated with care, as you never knew how they would treat ya)
There were a couple of diversions along the way to find the way towards Aberdeen, but the only way we found was through the property on Carters Trail to the National Park where we had the Thunderstorm event. We were lucky Old mate decided to let us pass over his land actually, as he was there with his dog in a cravan & was letting it be known that UNREGISTERED BIKES had been frequenting his land and not only not asking permission, but leaving the freaking gates OPEN !!! :angry: :angry: :angry:
After some sweet talking from TB, he let us thru but was quick in pointing out the dark clouds sitting right on the peak, and the trail was a windy, bumpy twin trail farm track with a steep gradient. Right about now was where the trip came to life & Deejay hollered in excitement as we climbed and climbed to the top, only stopping once to don the wet weather gear before arriving at the summit :SIt was here that I said to TB, “What goes Up must come DOWN!!!” He just replied, “Too bloody right Beags”,,,,,
Once over the top we were gretted with the descent from Hell, steep, red clay covered, deadly drop on the right side, ruts all over the place and water running down in places as the rain still fell !!!
It was here that TB sent Lefty down solo on the 450 to scope it out (the idea was if trouble struck 5 of us might be able to lug the 450 back up) :whistle:
After a long anxious wait, Lefty surfaced halfway back up, but could go no further and yelled that the way was good. TB had been on the phone to Nick already for a long while and he was checking the Spot Trackers to see where we were and he was blown away when he saw the contours on the map, maybe he wished he was with us on the adventure as well (without the wet of course)Anyway, the only way was onward & down, down, down, and TB asked me if I wanted to ring the family to tell them I loved them & have had a good life etc This made me all the more nervous, and more as he rode off saying “Good Luck mate, see ya at the bottom” :blink:
To say it was hairy was an understatement, slipping & sliding, trying to find traction that wasn`t there, feet all over the place hoping to not get your feet caught under a pannier on the way down. We all made it eventually but it took some time as we had to give each other plenty of sliding space and room to stop after each pinch.
Once at the bottom there was a tonne of windy trail and heaps more creek crossings that were getting deeper & deeper from the storm water on the mountain, although the rain had stopped while we were descending the big slide (I hadn`t notices cause I was too busy shitting my pants) :unsure: :laugh:Eventually we came out at Aberdeen and made our ay down the New England to Muswellbrook to Hungry Jacks for a well earned rest & some tucker.
The final leg later ,,,,
EAGS` Saturday report,
Around 6am I was awake and ready to roll, but we didn`t need to be at Timbertown till 8.30, so I tinkered with the bike & checked the packing of my bags till the others awoke for brekky. I had packed some of those liquid cereal drinks and packet cappuciano`s which take up stuff all space and hit the spot.
After a coffee or two we headed down to the shed under the Chateau Moose where Ol` Burple was sitting proud as punch to be going on an Adventure, Kram was on the Quinn & Mick had borrowed Moose` near new DR650 for the run and acquaint himself with the ADV thing. Then Kram was spotted wandering round searching for something,,,,, he had left his jacket & helmet at Micks last night on front of the tinnie 😆On arrival at Timbertown we all chatted, laughed at Puddles for finally fronting for a ride (Mick had money on the chance he would ride off to the right instead of left with us) Not the case though, Onya Puds.
WE did however have to wait for Toes who was in a state by 5pm Friday at the shed. He fronted though and as usual was always at the pointy end of the pack on the mighty Strom (damn he is a smart arse on a bike, that sort of natural ability shouldn`t be allowed with a bloke as cheeky as him) We wound our way northwest and ended up at Kangaroo Flat or somewhere like that (I was lost still)
Then we hit Werrikimbe and there was quite a bit of what looked like dry reddish dirt on the trails, but in fact I think Boony had come over from Nundle & dropped off some of his infamous “Dog on Lino” Damn it kept some of us on out toes as the back wheels seemed to wanna be in front :woohoo: :woohoo: :woohoo:
There was a lot of screaming from Mick too cause apparently Moose kept throwing up angry snakes from the rear of Ol` Burple in Micks direction :laugh:I had a few moments in there on the slippery stuff, well 3 actually in a space of about 150 metres and then heard the honking of a Tenere horn & noticed light flashing. It was TB and when he pulled up alongside, he rolled up his visor, shook his head , pointed at a finger and said something like, “ How about ya do as your signature says “Hold on & Roll It On SLOW” Reckons he could see my right wrist rolling on too much or something :whistle:
Later on we came out somewhere on the Oxley Hwy to see some GSX` 1000 doing wheelies up & down the tar. Then they took off towards Gingers Creek, this is where I pissed my pants laughing as Toes hightailed it on the Strom clipping at their tails all the way to the Creek for lunch. Wish I could have seen their faces as Toes aboard a DL650 was looming large in their mirrors :unsure:
After lunch and a refuel we hightailed it back up the same twisties of the Oxley again and headed to god knows where to link up with Nowendoc before hitting the dirt agin to run over the top of Hanging Rock Forest to Nundle. This is right where the rain started and the temp had already plummeted so guys were ripping out the warmer gear & gloves. On arrival at Nundle the sun was out and the temp was great for us to setup camp before hitting the Peel Inn for a cool ale or twenty.
Top job to Aaron & Buzz on organising the marquees for us to camp under, Cheers guysThe meals were awesome at the pub as usual and so was the raffle & auction to raise some cash for the local Bush Fire Brigade, great work to all involved in that. Especially Steve (Cycletune) and Bikes & Bits for donating the terrific prizes to raffle off.
It was then off to the Firepit at the park for the latter festivities of the night, Boony insisted on filling the whole pit with timber ad the pit was lucky to still e standing next morning I reckon from the heat it was putting out :ohmy:The numbers started to drop off from about 11pm and soon it was only myself, Kram, Toes, Dude & the very happy Murph the Surf. I think Toes was in a state of amazement sitting there intently watching & listening to the turkeys having a good time. I hit the sack about midnight again & thats just about the time the familiar sounds of the OBT Woodpecker started to crank up Kram, you are a noisy bugger
:laugh:That`s it for Saturday ,,,,
EAGS` Report is a little hazy due to fatigue, but I will begin ,
I had made plans to start work early so I could knock off at 10am Friday to make for an 11am meet point at Heatherbrae with relatively new Old Bull Deano. It was there that I had a call from TB saying they were changing their route due to some earlier boghole dramas and would meet us at Heatherbrae Pies instead of out back of Buladelah,,,
It was at Heatherbrae that Dean & I met Ronnie Borrageiro, He is from South Africa and 2 and a half years into an around the World Trip. He is a nice bloke with big Kahounas in my opinion to tackle such an epic journey solo on his 1200 GS BMW. See his website here THE GYPSY BIKER WORLD TOUR http://www.motogypsybiker.com
I plan on following the rest of his adventure & keeping in touch with him and he was interested in our site as well & may even join upJust after Ronnie left the guys turned up, TB, Deejay & Lefty and we were off heading north to Wauchope, via some sweet trails and some impromptu detours . It was a good run despite the change on the go due to locked gates, wrong trails & deep rutted swamps . I`m sure TB will elaborate on the route in his report (my GPS had a malfunction due to my stupidness in not checking it after loading up from the pc & removing the card too quick, wiping the maps) :dry: So I was lost most of the way :laugh:
On arrival ay Wauchope we stoped off at the local bottle (of course) :whistle: to strap on the refreshments required for the Shed Party at Micks. Wasn`t long till the crew started rolling in and the usual laughs and pisstakes started ,,,
A few hours later Moose & Kram led me & Deano over the river to Moose Ranch, what a setup that is. Awsome location on the river and the hospitality was laid on by Moose, his lovely wife Kath and the friendly but somewhat quiet nature of his youngest bloke Alex. Kath cooked up a scrumptious BBQ of Steak & Chicken and we all hooked in before the Guitar came out in Alex`s arms and some sweet tunes were in the air as we sat back & enjoyed the night. Gotta mention the rendition of Alice`s Restaurant played by Moose & sung along to by Kramo, what a pair of larrikins they are , making up the lyrics along the way :laugh:A huge thanx again to Moose, Kath & Alex for the accommodation, as I said it was greatly appreciated
Deano & I were planning on pitching the tents for the night, but “No need for that” was the call from Moose, we were put up in warm beds cause the other two kids were out for the night,,,
So off the bed we all went sometime around midnight to get some kind of sleep before the Saturday Moose`s Magical Mystery Tour was to begin :woohoo:More on Saturday later
micknmeld wrote:Yeah I saw Lefty come unstuck on a very slippery causeway.A very impressive crash indead! We had a DR650 destroy a rear hub on the way back to Wauchope.One of those slippery suckers naer got Razor right in front of me,,,, of course I had to outdo his effort straight behind him,,, but saved it :woohoo:
A bit like my efforts on saturday in Werrikimbe on the red clay stuff :whistle: when TB actually flagged me down and told me to adhere to my OBT signature
Cheers mate,
That old dude is the one that makes all the weird metal sculptures We had lunch there a while ago with Mark co on an ORE ride to the Commision Trail The whole ride we did was grouse, a real ripper and yes Me & Deano were ROOTED :pinch: Sore eyes from the dust on the commission loop did us in alog with the red sun in our eyes :S
I even rode the last 100 odd k with no headlight :laugh:Thanx for the lead & all your encouragement
Thank Christ we had reception on the hill & Thanx Jacko for the online map checking :laugh:
Good Job mate,,,
We thought Lefty was a gonner for a while after we sent him down solo on the drop of death :whistle:
But the little legend not only made it down, but rode halfway back up before calling out to us :laugh:Cheers Left One
