Top weekend all round guys, thanks to Mick for organising it all and to Moose and Cath for putting me up on the first night.
I rocked into Wauchope Thursday evening and headed into town to grab some food then rang Mick to get directions to Rancho Relaxo. After getting the good oil from Mick I founsd what I thought was the place and banged on the door, this fella walks around from the back and I says “Moose how are?” he say “who?” so I say “I’m looking for Moose from old bulls”, he say “what’s his real name?”, I look at him and say ” :huh: I don’t know :dry: “, he say “what’s he look like?”, and I say “I don’t know, never met him before”. Turns out it was Mooses new neighbour and Moose wasn’t home anyway so I rang Mick again and he heads out to meet me and bring me back to “The Shed”. Crash, Mal amd TB had turned up while Mick was picking me up and were unloading their gear.
We had a couple of drinks and a laugh while some bike preparation was undertaken then Moose got back from “Sydney”, later on Ollie turned up with his dodgy dutch beer which he dumped into Micks fridge and got stuck into the good beer :laugh:. Holeshot turned up as well. Moose headed home to get Burple in the mood for the next day and I followed him soon after where I was met by the menagerie and his lovely wife Cath and children. Once burple was ready (after taking a litre of oil :S ) Moose put on some bike DVD’s and not long after Ollie and Bollocks arrived (I was a bit disappointed Boll didn’t look like his avatar) and we talked for a while before hitting the sack at midnight, and yes I wore ear plugs after the tails of Ollie’s thunderous snoring abilities.
The run the next day was brilliant, I swept all day enjoying just cruising along at the back after not much riding for a while it was a good chance to get the feel for it back. Couldn’t tell you where we went but it was all good. Thanks to Moose, Mick, Ollie and Kram for leading at different times, we all had a ball, Justo’s off was ripper, he was lucky the tree stopped him or the bike may have gone a lot further down the hill. I had the helmet cam on but was too far back to see anything, actually I ended up with nearly 40 minutes of footage altogether which I downloaded to the computer and watched but when I went to watch it again later on and edit out some of the boring bits they wouldn’t work again so I don’t know what I did there, I only got a couple of photos for the day as well but hopefully Holeshot got some good ones. Actually Holeshot went ahead to get some shot on Plommer road and set up at one of the biggest puddles, now I don’t know about everyone else, but when I got to the big puddle I slowed down and went around it so there won’t be any good action shots of me. Ohh and I must apologise for hitting a puddle at pace as I past him momentarily at one point but I was having a bit of fun barreling through some of them although 1 or 2 nearly had fun with me as well :ohmy: :S :blush: . Thanks to all the Friday crew for a good ride. Friday night at the RSL produced a top feed but I was a bit weary and not up for too much of a party knowing day 2 was looming.
Day 2 and I again slept with the ear plugs, breakfast was called for 6.00am but with the earplugs in I didn’t hear a thing until 6.40 and so was last to be ready to go and in my rush forgot to fill my camel back. The ride headed off through some private property and into the forests and it wasn’t long before I was slipping and sliding all over the place. At times it was like being on ice and with humidity everyone was having trouble seeing with goggles and glasses fogging up the moment you put them on. We hadn’t been going all that long when TB had a drop and destroyed one of the radiators and his day was finished. We pushed on with some of the slipperiest trails I think I have ever ridden, the sweat was pouring out of me and it wasn’t long before the camelback was dry, fortunately we came across a nice flowing little creek where some of us refilled. At one point Riderx asked if I was having fun and at that point I wasn’t but just after that we crossed into Bago and the tracks were more free flowing and less slippery and things became a lot more fun for me. We pulled up for lunch where Mrs X came out with delicious chicken salad sandwiches, drinks, fuel and water for all the guys. After lunch Bollocks and I had had enough and STM needed to get home so we were going to head back on the blacktop but then Oldmate was heading back as well as he had things to do and was good enough to lead us back via some fire trails. Bollocks and I were giving the bikes a quick hose down and packing the gear away, I finished about 2 and went inside and Boll was already in bed so I had a shower and jumped into bed for a half hour nanna nap then went into town and grabbed a few things, came back and read the paper, talked to the lady at the farmstay for a while and watched some tv and still no Bollocks. I was starting to think I may have to check on him to see that he hadn’t had a heart attack in his sleep. Eventually he got up at 5, just as the beer turned up (coincidence, I think not). Anyway the afternoon evening was a good time with Mick the last to go home leaving just the farmstay crew to empty the esky, then restock and re empty it having a good old laugh about different things. Then Bollocks and Kram started with the Life of Brian skits, what a laugh.
Sunday was too much for me so I decided to head home in the morning instead, I figured with the near 3 hour drive home and possibly the same amount of time to get all the mud off the bike that enough was enough. Thanks to everyone for a great weekend, I couldn’t think of a better way to spend a birthday than doing something you love with a top bunch of people.
(I upload the photo’s once I find a lead to connect to the computer.)
