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HB, you’ll need to come on the next one! I know a bloke that carries a multi meter so if you need one trackside you’ll be right!
Don’t worry PTW I never believed you when you said how far it was to the tar
I had zoomed out 10km on the GPS and got nothing… Bucky just liked the sound of your voice, hence the asking 
I’m also glad someone else thought Bucky was getting along! I motored off in front of the group thinking “Well if we are going to end today I might as well have some fun…” knowing you blokes were at the back, BUT every time I turned around (still can’t get used to these mirrors on a dirt bike) there was Bucky… but he didn’t believe me when I told him I was cracking along…Thanks to you and Fuchsy for doing that job! There’s nothing like false hope to keep and injured and tired bloke going :whistle:
Squigs, not going for the cheapest I can find. Kicking tyres and seeing what is what in the zoo. Can’t justify the cost of the Go Pro, but something with almost the same features at 1/3 the price… certainly grabs my interest!
I like the idea of velcro mounting! Endless possibilities there alone… couple of hundred is not justifiable for me at the moment. Trying to do EVERYTHING on a budget. Thanks for the tips and offer though, greatly appreciated!
In the meantime the research goes on… :whistle:
Having seen the video footage from the last NAV ride I’ve been researching video camera’s.
Found these KOGAN branded camera’s…
That is the Black edition and for just $139 you get EVERYTHING in the pic so essentially all you need is an SD card and you’re ready to race!
Extra’s listed as:
Mounting accessories pack includes:
Rollbar/Bike mount
Helmet mount
Car suction cup mount
KOGAN black V. Go Pro black
Doesn’t appear to have a still camera, but I wouldn’t buy it for that anyway.
ANYONE GOT ONE? USED ONE? If so any thoughts you’d like to share? Looks good on paper.
Spare batteries are just $19ea and last for 2 hours according to the Kogan propaganda
Look at 47 secs Bucky! You didn’t have to go OVER that log after all!
Great video squig!
Your “undertaking” :pinch: on the black stuff had me saying “ohhhhhhhhh” out loud and the wife asking what was wrong :laugh:
School holidays training ride Bucky! :woohoo:
I know a bloke who has a GPS map he can lend me…
You know a bloke with a spot…
What could go wrong? :dry:
Ah… I saw the odd one or three of those!
No probs mate, I enjoyed the ride… just wish I was bike fitter. But that will come… eventually
You can see Massey here, he came to a stop, went to get off and promptly dropped it in front of half of Port Macquarie.
The fabled “other side”
The ferry man brings the ferry back. We ride on. Massey stops his bike and gets off… what happens next? He drops his bike in front of all the cool kids from the OBT forum who just happen to be following their mates map as well!
After the pick up…
Off the ferry and turned right… and welcome to the Sandy whoops section, brought to you by KTM… because the blokes I saw on 690’s just nailed this! This is a smoother less sandy section.
Bucky showing good form
At the end of the KTM sandy whoops section… paradise beach (no that’s not it’s name)
Bucky loving it!
Adventure riding by the sea!
There was a tar section and a nice little single of a tar side road… followed these lads in and their No.1 promptly had a rest in a tight muddy patch and was pinned under the bike. He copped the usual spray from his friends and someone went to get him out. He then promptly filled in the bloke behind him as he left.
Followed this track further along to a black puddle, it smelt like poo so I’m sure what it was. Every one got through OK but Bucky had his first “off” on his new bike (less than 1000 kays on it). His bike celebrated too by spitting off the side stand spring… so we trawled the puddle with sticks trying to find the spring. A top bloke found it and gave it to Bucky… Bucky was so grateful he tried to give him $100 for his trouble.
Bucky cable tieing his side stand UP, Massey’s multi meter was of no use when trying to put a spring back on a side stand.
We got going again and came to a right turn, that’s what my friends map said on my GPS. I asked Massey what his friends map said and it was the same. Only problem was this huge fark off tree that was blocking the track. There was a red enduro arrow attached to the right hand end. There was a smaller branch in front of the main trunk on the ground… someone had been over that log. I couldn’t see any way around it and rode the Ten over it, with out even a stutter! Massey took the mighty Kaboom over and Bucky just rode at it at speed and launched himself over!
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A few more lefts and rights, ups and downs and we pull up at the servo at Kempsey… it was chaos. Bikes and blokes everywhere! This was taken after it had slowed a bit…
Massey got fuel and moved his bike off the servo driveway and out of the way, considerate chap that he is. He turned his bike off, got off… and what do you think happened? He dropped it, right there in front of his brother adventure riders from the interwebs! But it was OK, Lionel had spotted all this happening and swayed and staggered over to Massey. But he was too late, because by the time he covered the 20m to get there Mass had three blokes help him get the bike up and was in the shop ordering a Chiko roll.
Bucky told me to eat what Marc COMA eats during a race:
These blokes were wasting away and needed a good feed to replenish the carbohydrates and “stuff” they had burned on the ride to the servo:
This is Lionel (on the right). Lionel used to race in marathon offroad racing events, now he works for the “gubment”. His tip was to keep hydrated, just like he was…
And we were off on the afternoon session… we went into some seriously dusty tracks. Worst part was some of it was rutted quite badly and if you went off line you could have some drama’s. During the earlier part after lunch we came across about eight houso’s spread across five 2 stroke 80cc bikes, couple had helmets on, no one had goggles on, dressed in shorts and T shirts… I hope no one literally ran into the pricks.
All was going swimmingly until Bucky decided he’d already dropped his bike once today so he would bin it again just for fun. This is where he went in…
I was all over him like a rash just before it happened and as he came into the corner I thought to self “Gee’s Bucky, you’re going in pretty hot… that looks like it tightens upohshitfarkpusscarn’t!” He went down really hard, I managed to follow the same line as he did but stay upright and not touch his bike. He was a little dazed/shocked and had the wind knocked out of him.
We stood around telling each other how it could have been worse and the [strike]sweeps[/strike] I mean the blokes who got up late caught up with us. We got going again and I decided that I’d give it a good go as Bucky had the sweeps and Massey following him out… problem was, every time I turned around to check there was Bucky sitting where he always sits on my wheel… he tried to tell me how much it was affecting his speed, he was full of shit. He was riding just like he always does.
Didn’t take any photo’s after that. But while I was riding decided that this was just like a state round enduro I did at Buladelah back in the mid to late 90’s, overgrown fire trails with a single track running down them with big ascents and descents and drop offs over the edge you had to see to believe… except there were no arrows and I had a map a friend had given me for my gizmo on the handle bars…
It also started to rain just after Bucky’s off, so that layer of dust turned to a layer of mud. But it also kept the dust down for a while too…
I must be getting old but I like to see some of the scenery and a lot of this section was just looking at trees either side of the track. We came down out of the mountain onto a fast and flowing farm road that followed a river for a bit, excepting the dust it was great fun and I could see from the wheel tracks that others had also enjoyed themselves too.
By the time we came out onto the faster stuff my right leg was cramping above the knee, up towards the groin area, caused by having to lift my leg every time I wanted to use the rear brake (pedal was damaged before this ride and left as it was) and my left hand was killing me from using the clutch and I had blisters starting to form on both hands. I am reasonably fit, but have very little (motor)bike fitness. In the past 12mths I’d be lucky to have 600km on a bike and 450km of that was done in one day on a trip several weeks ago. We pulled up and had a meeting roadside just west of Willawarrin.
The decision was made to cut our losses and go back to Warchoppy, load up the bikes and head home. As it turns out I am very happy with this, because by the time I got to the car I was flat out pulling the clutch in. No way in hell I would have comfortably finished Day 1 let alone day 2.
Disappointed I didn’t finish, but glad I went. Probably won’t get to another this year (if there is one) as I play and coach cricket… but you should never say never they say!
Thanks for sharing your map with me Chuck and thanks to the blokes who got up late and the other bloke who was 4wd’ing with a trailer everywhere we went! :whistle:
So when and where is the next one? :ohmy:
We wandered over for the briefing. Adventure moto gave everyone a prize! A buff, maybe we were supposed to vote someone off the island?
Chuck gave a talk “The King and I are going riding tomorrow… you can follow us if you want to… I didn’t organise anything… I’m just showing you where we are going…”
Someone won a prize for being hard core enough to ride from Cronulla… that’s an adventure in its self I would imagine! More lunacy than hard core… but good one you.
The last prize went to Bucky for his Jay LENO impersonation, he just walked into the room and Chuck wouldn’t stop telling everyone how much he looked like Jay LENO! Jay loved his prize though…
Some bloke pretending to be Bucky!
The ponies ready to race… ummm, errrr I mean follow a friend and his loaned map through the bushes… notice the KTM is facing the opposite way to the Ten’s? Massey was instructed to do this by Bucky as there was a reasonable fear that the near straight through exhaust would shatter that window. If loud pipes saves lives, Massey performed miracles out there on day 1!
The magical hour of 7.30am ticked over, our friend (that we were following, but he didn’t organise anything) changed plans at the last minute and “suggested” we leave at 7.30 and not 7 as previously “suggested”. That 30mins gave Massey a chance to give me run down on the intricacies of following one’s friends map on a GPS device. I thought what the hell and decided to lead out to give this black art a good crack, first corner was OK, sailed straight past the dirt turnoff. But I was aware of it pretty quickly and over the next few hours refined the art as best you can in a few hours… we didn’t miss too many corners all day.
Bucky conquers his fear of the single (OK it was a side track around a puddle, but don’t tell him that… we told him it was a special test from the A4DE when it was run up there…)
Massey is pretty bright…
We popped out onto the Pacific Hwy for a little bit and back into the bush. Then we emerged into what I will hazard a guess was the King’s street, no doubt we passed the castle, but it was well disguised… then back onto the main and there in front of me is this:
The wife and kidlets were lucky enough last school holidays that I took them to that very spot down near the river (it was out of the wind but in the sun to try and keep warm) last school holidays when we passed through… it is the Kings river!Bucky and Massey contemplating attending the garage sale held in the Kings honour…
Is this the King’s Castle?
Then back onto the tar for the run up the coast to Port Macquarie and a tour of the Settlement City shopping mall car park and some Richie Rich suburb where everyone has a boat worth more than my house, tied up to their own personal wharf…
Our “friend” whose map we were following neglected to tell us about a “fee” we had to pay to use a ferry, lucky I’ve got a man (or two) on the inside who tipped me off and I was able to have some loose change to pay the ferry man (before we got to the other side). But first we had to line up…
