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Something like this Bollocks?? Suits Eagle to a T. :laugh:
hey Jenko, you got any photos of it?? Email them to me at micknmeld@bigpond.com and I will post a pic up for you.
Probably best if you put your ph no in the ad too
cheers
MickLooking good Mike. It needs a nice shiny pipe though.
Did any of the bash plates fit???
Trailboss wrote:
Quote:(and thats not counting Mick’s but we will leave Mick out of it for various reasons
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TB
And the reasons are???
What a fun way to spend 24hrs,!!
I sat at my desk on Friday watching the rain belt down by the bucket full and was thinking to myself, a man has to have rocks in his head to even contemplate riding in that shit but I was determined to go and make the most of it.
The plan was for Moose to meet me at my place at 2pm and we head off from there and true to his word Moose turned up as I had just finished kitting up in my wet weather gear.
Trouble was Moose and Kram had arrived in Moose’s ute with his bike in the back!! WTF!!!!!!!They did their best to talk me into putting the NX in the ute and go with them, “What??? And suffer public humiliation on the internet, not in your life” . I was riding no matter what.
So, determined, I set off into the pissing down rain on The NX, first stop to be at Krambach for fuel. As I headed up over Comboyne the rain,fog and wind made for an interesting ride to say the least.
The rain was continuous and was flogging down as I entered Krambach and as I went past the pub, Moose and Kram where on the verandah cheering me on. A top up of fuel and I headed back to the pub and had a schooner with Moose and his girlfriend Kram.
There is the proof right there, Ol Burple on the ute.
From Krambach, I headed south through, Bunyah, Upper Myall and a few other valllys that provided me with some great riding and great scenery. I did make one error when I put my tank bag in the ute though,it had all my trail notes in it , so I just guessed my way south and eventually rolled into Buladelah at about 5 PM.
Even though it had been raining like a bastard I had managed to stay pretty dry all the way until I was heading up the main street of Bulahdelah when the mother off all down pours hit me and the water made it in just as I pulled up at the house boat. My support crew (Moose and Kram)were already there and greeted my with a nice cold beer.
Wet as a shag
I was on about my second (maybe third) Beer when the other boys turned up, sorry about the blurry pics but I must have still been shivering.
TB
Boulder
Eagle the super commuter and Jeffro
Then a couple more sheilas turned up
They also copped a ribbing for doing the tin top thing but were quickly forgiven when they produced cheese and bikkies etc, thanks Mickp and Lotsa
We just then did the OBT thing and “socialized” a littleJust some random pics from the arvo
The House boats were excellent, it was great to be in a nice spot having a few beers with mates. Far better than the pub, IMO.
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We gave the pub a call and” Sprocket” or whatever he called himself picked us up in the courtesy bus and delivered us there for a feed. Not a bad feed either. We had a couple at the pub.
We then thought we should go as the locals where “eyeing off”, the four “sheilas” we had with us.
Here is two of the sheilas, slightly better looking than any of the bulahdelah talent I might add.
Back at the boat we had a few more beers and a thousand laughs.
Jeffro had a bit off trouble all night trying to “get his sea legs”
Eagle was pissed and Kram was “shickered”
The laughs came thick and fast, a big wood beetle provided us with some laughs, if you where on the ride and don’t know about the beetle, the joke is on you….ahahhahahahah
We hit the hay after partaking in maybe one too many bourbons and woke to TB tromping about the aft deck (nautical term) at 6am, I could tell he was on a mission by the noise he was making. I looked out of my bedside port hole( Nautical term) and sure enough he was getting the Tenere ready to hit the road early. A few dusty heads started to appear to survey the weather with coffees in hand.
It had flogged down all night and the river had risen, so it was then decided that, the route we had planned to take, would be cut by flooding creeks and it would be best to do it another time . So TB and the boys headed south leaving Moose and I to ride back to Wauchope while Kram drove the Ute home.
We stayed and had breakfast at the Marina ( Thanks Sandra),the NX decided it wouldn’t start for love or money, we kicked it ,we pushed it and it still wouldn’t go, so a call to TB confirmed he hadn’t sabotaged it, he told me to pull the plug and clean it and sure enough, away she went.
Moose and I basically back tracked the way I went down, until we came across this.
At this stage we were at two ends which way to go when I spotted a closed bridge further down the creek. We rode over some rough ground to get to the old bridge and I asked Moose “What do you reakon?’ He said “you go first”. We got over the flooded creek and where under way again. I had an interesting day with creatures trying to take me out, 6 wallabies, a flock of red billed swamp chooks, a yellow tailed Cockatoo and a freshwater yabbie.
We also came to a few other creeks that where rising
We got to Wingham and fueled up and headed out through Bobin to have a look at Ellenborough Falls as it is always a sight after heavy rain.
From there we hammered the two old bikes back to Wauchope and where back having a beer in Mooses shed at 2pm. A great 24 hrs. Thanks guys.
