The local WA chapter of OzSToc (well, about 8 of us) is saddling up again and heading to Moora in early June. My plan is to take off mid-morning on the Saturday, stop off at New Norcia and Bindoon, and camp at the local caravan park in Moora.
On Sunday, no plans yet – I expect a ride will eventuate to make the trip home interesting through to York if nothing else is arranged with the group.
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I’m not fully committed to an overnight stay yet since if I do I’ll want good weather for pitching the tent. It’s not worth the effort (me thinks) if it’s bucketing down.
I hope I do camp though. I’ll be using my new Drift HD Ghost (which I don’t know I’m getting for my birthday – wink) so the more I can use it the better.
A great day on the bike. It was a little wet until we reached Serpentine, but after that it was dry. Quite cloudy which helped keep the temperature down in the humidity.
Our ride leader had a little fright. Riding second behind him, I saw Turtle managing a rear wheel lockup in a moment of panic when 3 dogs appeared at the side of the road. Luckily I’d seen them early (‘cos I was riding to the left of the lane and had better vision up the verge).
200 km and we reached Mumballup. It’s really just the pub and a postcode.
I had to scarper once I’d had a rest and a drink as I had another 4 hours of riding to do. Most of the others stayed for what I heard was a very nice homemade burger.
The road on the way into Mumballup and the roads west of Boyup Brook were very nice to ride on.
A little gravel in some places but Ok. I did have one moment though: it was mostly 80 zones with lots of twists and turns, & peaks and gullys. A brief lack is attention had me entering a turn a little too “hot”. Luckily there wasn’t anyone else around otherwise it would have been instant crash-test dummy as I crossed to the other side is the road under heavy brakes. A puckering moment.
A quick stop to drop off abandoned Easter chocolates in Busselton and then back home.
Surprisingly, the calluses I’d built on the trip to SA (only 3 weeks ago!) had all gone. After 600+ KMs my bum wanted off.
RTE == “Ride To Eat”.
Organized by Turtle. I’ll be detouring via Busselton to drop some stuff off at Hope’s on the way home.
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Went for a ride visiting 3 dams in Perth with some fellow OzSToc members:
We left the highway in Serpentine at around 8:45 in almost perfect weather.
Continue reading “3 Dams”
I forgot to get the “I drove across the Nullabor” fridge magnet in Caiguna on my return trip. I know I wouldn’t need to do it again to buy the magnet, but I’d already be half-way so I might as well. 😉
Bug splattered and full of stale sweat from those horrible hot days on the Rally.
I removed the cheek pads and then discovered everything else is glued in. Ellie found a way of washing it… just drown it in a bath of shampoo.
It’s now drying… hopefully I’ll be able to where it on Tuesday when I go back to work.
I finally arrived at 4:00pm. First thing was a shower. Tonight it’s my own bed and pillow. Yay.
Total distance…. drum roll please…
Will I do it again? Yes. I loved every minute of it. Next year OzSToc will be held in Ballarat – only 600km further than Middleton. Unfortunately I don’t think I’ll have the leave available.
After touring Kal for a bit I headed west.
My bum was now starting to feel like it had done a few rounds with Mike Tyson, but it was the last leg and I wanted to get home today. So plenty of stops.
I thought the road to Southern Cross was bad when I received a text from Gavo saying it was bad on the other side. Great. Thinking back on it now, I didn’t realise Main Roads have perfected corrugated bitumen. Absolutely atrocious.
Ps. Gavo rode from Eucla to home in 1 day – about 15 hours in the saddle. Ouch.
Rather than taking the usual way in to Perth I figured I’d detour via York. The road wasn’t the best (to York) but the high speed twisties hopefully rounded out my square tyres from the Nullabor.
When it’s ken-huge!
Kalgoorlie Consolidated Mines Corporation
In the way back from Broad Arrow I noticed the old ring was still around…
My mum was the first woman ever to play two-up for money here.