Part 3
The twin track that lead to the new trail was text book. The middle had grown back and it left twin singles that weaved their way underneath a towering escarpment. I would have enjoyed it a lot more but the next section was all new to me so I had my eyes peeled for the start of the single.
I found what looked like the spot, dropped a cornerman and headed in. I turned to see who was behind me and it was Quicky. He doesn’t spend a lot of time on the site but he rips on his KLX450R. Seeing he was behind me I tried to push hard through this new section. When I first looked at this area on a topo map I wondered how the trail builders had managed to carve out a trail where they did as it was thick sub tropical rainforest on the side of a very steep hill. I showed Nickj where I thought it was and he looked at the contours lines, looked at me and said, really? As Quicky and I moved down the trail it was apparent that this was going to be an epic bit of single. 1st and second gear stuff with a surprise around every corner. Log hops, creek beds, V gullys and quick spurts of open flow. It had it all and Quicky was yelling behind me like a kid on a pinger at Schoolies and thanks to my Rekluse I was frothing like a virgin with smelly fingers.
Eventually it started to open up and I stopped to regroup. Everyone was stoked and there was nothing we had ridden that we could not get back up so I started to gain confidence that we were headed in the right direction.
Once I saw the ever trusty orange vest I took off. The next section dropped us straight down through those contour lines and the water bars were steep and booted you. It kept the trail in good sahpe and if you dared you could huck yourself off everyone of them. It went on and on and eventually we hit the valley floor and I started to think we were home and hosed. I pulled out my map only to realise we had ridden off the edge of it and from here I would have to wing it. I knew Glenreagh was only a few k’s away but I was not sure which side of the train tracks we had to be on. I spotted a well built level crossing and followed it over through an open gate and toward a homestead. It looked like the trail ended and as I waited for the crew I saw a dust trail from behind a car headed at speed to meet me. I can not repeat on the site what the inbred said to me but he did not want us on his land! I get that and I did not want to be there either so I explained my intension was not to trespass and asked for directions. The directions I got were do a U turn and F*@k off.
To Be Continued.
STM
