My ride was one of slight difference and much enjoyment. Eagle had been at me to get out on this ride for the last month and rightly so, as this is a good run that we do from time to time. Joe and I met at 7.15 and cruised on out to Freemans Waterhole. That went well till I found an open and empty pocket that my wallet and Phone were supposed to be in. Oooooo Yes! Where the F*** were they. Telling Joe to join the group I started the 35Km return trip eyes scouring every inch of road & tracks on the way, but to no avail. Once at home and ringing the number, the missing offenders were located in the wrong zip in the sleeve pocket at the back of the jacket. Wahooooo. Don’t know who put them there. But if I find him…….
The new goal was now set. How and where could I meet up with the team? A certain degree of urgency was going to be needed in this bypass manoeuvre. Luckily I was riding the orange beast. Skating around the Watagans along Hue Hue, weaving the bends to Yarramalong to fuel up, and then rising up through Ceder Brush Ck Rd. This poked me out of the forest at the Letter A and 2 minutes in front of the Old Bull. No Bull. It was more of a thill ride. Some tasty treats hit the spot and the adrenalin started to subside and everyone was in fine spirits.
This is a beautiful scenic ride and with the rain this year its great to see water in the creeks & lakes again.
Thought it quite weird when after we stopped to check out the convict bridge the KTM was having trouble (Unheard of in the same sentence I know) and gasping for breath. I think the convict bridge was probably built by TB’s ancestors. I did give it a bit of stick on the way up and was considerably concerned. It was lucky it was only the fuel turned off. Still cant believe it mad it so far from home like that. What do you think TB.
The D Team had done well with the organisation meeting up with the bridge to bridge & cycle event. The pushbike guys had even made there own temporary bridge out of canoes and planks of wood. This went about 50M across the river. Did anyone get a picture? Lunch was over the first ferry at Wiseman’s Ferry. Champos Eyes were as big as the pies that came out for lunch. There were bikes galore and every type you can imagine. It was quite a show. Now fed and watered it was time for the return leg, across the Webb Cr Ferry and along the other side of the river. At St Albans Joe and I let the pony’s have their head and had a bit of a head rush back up to Buckerty. I though that Joe was wheel standing at 125kph at one stage but that couldn’t be true as Im sure we didn’t go over the speed limit.
Everyone seemed to have a nice run up through there as we all had smiles on our face at the top.
This is where Joe and I said goodbye and shot off down Ceder Brush Ck Rd heading for home. Along the way we saw a Lyre Bird in a certain degree of rush flittering down the road and then some goats came out to meet us but they took off in a rush as well. I don’t know what they were scared and running from but we weren’t going to hang around and find out. It may have just been Joe.
Thanks everyone,
will see you soon.
