Ride Report: ‘Woolerina’ Weekend to Forbes, 12/13 July
This could have been both a miserable and even dangerous weekend. Snow, ice, wind and very low temperatures, with black ice on the road around Lithgow the week before, and on the day before we left it blew a gale!
So imagine our relief when we woke to clear skies and even some sunshine on Saturday morning! 24 souls braved the elements, comprising 12 bikes and 3 cars. Ray and Brenda’s friend Wayne joined us from Hills branch, and John & Dorothy’s neighbours Harley & Margaret came, having met quite a few ‘disgraceful ones’ at our last two Trivia Nights. The mood was really up and friendly as we met at the Wentworth Falls servo, and stayed that way all weekend.
Great riding despite the cold. The Rolfes and The Muffets were fabulous hosts and we enjoyed a great BBQ, and Warwick had all the Woolerina range on show. Wendy Muffet told us about their practice of holistic, stress-free farming of their lamb at Taroona. Motel in Forbes worked well, and only about 100 paces from rooms to the Golf Club for our evening meal. Followed by a fire bucket and potatoes in the coals after dinner for those still awake.
Ride home via Cowra and Lithgow for lunch at the Workmen’s Club brought things to a most satisfying end before the ride home.
A few different voices from a memorable weekend…
Marion & Martin: “A lovely weekend… beautifully organised… really nice and relaxing time… everything taken care of with no fuss… the company was terrific, and good to meet new people too!” Heard lots of “What’s the temperature now?”, and “You have to read the intinerary!”
Wayne (Ray and Brenda’s friend from Hills branch): “A well organised ride and great weekend… I look forward to joining you for other rides… the Woolerina products are absolutely fabulous!… had a lengthy trip home down Bells Line due to the Pope arriving at Richmond.”
Ray & Brenda: “Highlight of the Saturday was a wonderful and very scrumptious lunch of BBQ lamb (raised by ‘stress-free farming’ by Kim & Wendy) at Warwick & Robyn’s home… At our table cooking tips and recipes were being traded… a pleasure to meet Margaret & Harley, and loved how Harley became involved as our own personal club photographer!”
Janelle & Wayne: “Despite layers of thermals, clothing and wet weather pants we had to pull over this side of Bathurst for a hot cuppa and some thawing out!! (I did say we were (C)OLD Farts!!)… after a delicious lamb BBQ with dessert & coffee, we left to go to Janelle’s home town of Forbes (after 15 years away) to visit graves of loved ones in the cemetery and swung by my old house that Dad built in Farnell Street… a great trip, and Wayne got to test his new thermal top, Longjohns and socks on the ride home.”
Dorothy composed this on the ride home on Sunday:
“The Woolerina Weekend Weather Report”
The sky was clear blue and the air very
cold,
As twelve bikes and three tin-tops,
twenty-four bold,
Gathered and greeted each other before
Comparing the number of layers they wore.
With temperature low but the breeze nicely
still,
They set a good pace down Victoria’s hill,
And out past the road-ice signs they went
west,
To sample the products that sheep do the
best.
They lunched in the sunshine and ate
stress-free lamb,
And bought more warm layers from the
wool-clothing man.
Then as the sun lowered they headed for
town,
To have a fine evening before bedding down.
The clouds were about but the rain stayed
away,
For a great ride from Forbes to Cowra next
day.
Then after warm coffee they stretched out in
a row,
To surf the strong winds for some lunch in
Lithgow.
An enjoyable weekend with bike-minded mates
Kept everyone warm, and kept part of this
State’s
Wool and lamb business going a little while
longer.
Now the “24 bold” gladly layer more under.
John introduced (accidentally, not by design) the practice of ‘leading from the rear’. Because everyone had maps and the itinerary well in advance, he encouraged everyone to ride at their own pace. Turned out that ‘the pack’ was at the back most of the way! Worked well.
Sorry for those who missed a great time.
The “24 bold”.
Whale Ride 2008
Thar she blows, 12 bikes and 15 riders lined up for the annual whale ride to Cape Solander. The club has a 100% record of seeing whales on this ride and the day did not disappoint.
Unlike last year the weather was perfect for whale spotting and riding. Today marked the return of Tony after a 4 month lay off with an injury. Welcome back Tony.
The day went well with a nice ride through the Royal National Park and a good feed at the Bundeena RSL Club.
Did you know that there is no mobile phone service at Cape Solander? I did manage to get a brief broken message to the RSL and they set a table for 15 just for us. That’s what I call service.
After a very nice meal it was off home through the Park and Waterfall.
Only managed to lose 1 person and he caught us up later anyway.
Nice day 260Km
Brian and Jen
Sea Bridge Walk 15-6-2008
Looking out the window at 7.00am did not inspire any confidence for the ride to Sea Bridge and the walk. It was a hard decision, Option 1 stay home in the warm and read the newspaper or Option 2 go riding in the rain and cold.
Tough choice.
Jen took one look out the window and decided Option 1 was good
Sometimes being the ride leader is a drag. Still maybe no-one will show up at Maccas..
By the time I got to Maccas the day looked almost reasonable. Windy, cloudy and cold for sure but it was dry. There were even a few hardy souls who wanted to go on the ride. There was Thomas, Mal, (Kathy took Option 1 this time) John, Steve, and myself.
The roads were mostly clear of traffic and we made good time to the coast. The green moss growing on the road surface in the National Park is interesting!
Quick stop for coffee at the top of Stanwell Tops and then it was down the hill for the walk.
It was so cold down there that the local flasher was seen describing himself to two women.
The sea was “working” and the walk was quite scenic. There was the opportunity to take a few photos on the bridge, so why not show off a little. See photographs for Mal Knevel, thrill seeker.
I’m getting rather good a having people meet my rides at the half way point. I must admit I was surprised when Steve and Lee showed up at the end of the Sea Bridge. I was in fact, so surprised that I did not recognise them.
Well it was up Mount Ousley and on to Picton for lunch. John carried on home alone and we were not far behind. We arrived home at 3.00pm for 250Kms. Not a bad day actually.
Brian
Getting High at the Fly
The Illawarra Fly is one of only 4 treetop walks in the world. The remaining three are also in Australia. Jen and I have been on 2 of the 4. The Otways on the Great Ocean Rd was the first and now the Illawarra Fly. Maybe this is a challenge to be fulfilled, visit all 4.
The tour had a strict timeline. Even if it run to schedule we were still due back at Glenbrook at 5.00pm. So we had to move out from Maccas a little earlier than usual. Hope no-one showed up late and found us already gone.
We took off at 8.40am and in attendance were Andrew, Thomas, Bill, Mal, Jen and myself. By the time we had reached the morning tea spot Ria had caught up to join the party. Apparently she didn’t know it was us, and just followed a likely looking mob of bikes heading in the right direction.
We made good time to Thirlmere for morning tea and chat. The idea was to get to the Fly via all the back roads.
The cross country roads took us through some very scenic parts of the Southern Highlands. Speeds were pretty slow as the roads were not wide or particularly smooth.
It could have been that I was leading and in the way! Not sure.
The Fly was pretty spectacular and worth a look. The food at the venue was OK.
After the necessary extended stay in the venue we rode down the escarpment to Albion Park via the very twisty Jamberoo Rd and returned back up to Robertson via the Macquarie Pass. These are great roads to ride.
We had to blast home via the fastest route with a quick stop for coffee at Picton. The sun set as we travelled through Silverdale and it was near dark by the time we reached Glenbrook. Weather was clear and cool, it was a good day. 370Km home at 5.34pm.
Brian and Jen
Millthorpe Ride Report - Mar 30 2008
What an absolutely brilliant day for a ride. Admittedly it was a bit chilly - especially at the top of the mountains, but otherwise spectacular weather for a Ron ride. 7 bikes headed west from Maccas, along the way we collected Bill with Elaine on the back and Warren on the BMW, Ria at Medlow Bath and Gary, Stewart and Clint joined us at Lithgow. Andrew tried to convince Sue to don the gear so he could pick her up but she preferred to stay where it was warm.
Into Bowenfels servo where Steve Norris left us as his clutch was playing up and didn’t want to take the chance. Warm coffee went down well as we watched Mal and Kathy check out Andrew’s bike for size - Kathy mentioned that the seat had high points in all the right places and she might enjoy the ride a bit more than usual - maybe there is something Sue isn’t telling us!! With that we hit the road again.
Then we had a first - a police escort! Not really - there was a cycle event on the road out of Tarana - definitely some sights that really shouldn’t be seen!! The police car was setting the pace. Ron wanted to go round him but was pretty sure he wasn’t allowed to when his lights were flashing. Thankfully the cyclists went left towards Hampton. Bill, Warren & Elaine left us at O’Connell as we continued on.
The back roads to Millthorpe are great to ride - when you can avoid the pot holes in places. Everything went to plan and we settled in for lunch at the Old Mill Café in Millthorpe. Don’t panic! It was fully licensed so Ron could still have a beer - the pub didn’t want to know about us so the Café got our business.
And what a great lunch it was. The service, food and atmosphere were excellent. Food was ordered by name and separate bills made out so there were no hassles with payment. The staff were very friendly and made us feel extremely welcome. We would highly recommend it as a place to eat.
Then Gary started a trend by ordering desert. It should be noted here that Brian is practising how to be romantic so he agreed to share a Pavlova stack with Julie. They are off to Paris in a few weeks so Julie wants him to be romantic while they are there - he did mention something about boinking under the Eiffel Tower and Gary was sure Julie mentioned plugs - not the type he thought!!! Strange what can be mis-heard!!
Mal almost insulted the owner of the Café by commenting that she was short because she stood on a chair to take a group photo - the pot calling the kettle black! Kathy got her own back though by calling Mal her purse. He was dragged kicking and screaming into the patchwork shop over the road - or was it a case of him wanting to keep an eye on Kathy’s spending.
After an extended lunch - two hours isn’t too long and it wasn’t because the food was slow in coming - we donned the gear and watched as Clint rolled his bike down the street to get it started - had a bit of a problem with the battery not charging. Off to Bathurst with a stop at Raglan for fuel. This time Gary got his daily exercise by pushing Clint to get him started.
Onto Diamond Swamp Creek Road towards Tarana where there was an incident with a bird and Mal had to stop to make sure the BMW wasn’t injured. A stop at Mount Vic to say goodbye with all agreeing that the day was perfect, the company great, the roads wonderful, the weather spectacular and the lunch well worth the trip.
Bet you’re sorry you missed it.
Ron & Julie
Easter Sunday – A Ride to Orange
Being a long weekend, we
weren’t confident that we’d get a lot of
starters on this ride and the weather was a bit
iffy too so it was lovely to see a couple of
familiar faces at Macca’s when we started out.
Alan and Colleen and Robert joined us for the
trip to Orange. We did see a couple of other
familiar faces too at Macca’s but they were
heading in different directions. We said hi to
Daryll and Jenni (off to the Royal Easter Show,
hope they had a beaut day) and we saw Adriaan
swing through the car park. (Maybe to check out
the drive through menu!) Anyway, off we went.
Turned out to be a lovely day – weather was just
great – a tiny smattering of rain at one point
but on the whole really good. We went up Bells
Line of Road and caught up (and no, we
definitely were not speeding – double demerits
you know!) with another familiar face – Gary
leading a group of friends. Morning tea at
Lithgow Macca’s and we met Chris and Enid and
Carl and Sue from the Hills Group travelling
with Gary. We all left Lithgow, the Hills group
going up the highway and Martin’s group
(including Gary) on all the side roads. By now,
most people know that Martin much prefers small
country roads to highways. We all got to Orange
and met up at the Royal Hotel (the pub was
expecting us – I did book). A very nice lunch
and a very nice chat. Colleen disappeared at one
point. She badly needed to have a little nano
nap and went across to the park across the road
to put her head down but ‘those noisy locals’
put a stop to her little rest. Some people just
seem so determined to spoil other people’s rest!
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We headed home in front of the Hills Group.
Stopped at Bowenfels for a leg stretch and
decided on the best way home. Gary headed down
Bells Line of Road – the rest of us went
straight down the Great Western Highway with
Alan showing us all the shortcuts to beat the
traffic. Was very nice to go sailing along and
look over to the highway and see all those
four-wheeled monsters inching along.
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Was a really good day. The weather behaved
itself and the company was just great. Many
thanks.
Marion and Martin
MOGO ZOO February 2008
Jen and I really wanted to go on this ride but, we waited to get the long range weather forecast first. We were very glad we decided to go as it was a great ride through some of the best roads we have ever ridden.
The day started warm and sunny as we gathered at Maccas for the 8.30am start. We waited till 9.00am as we were one short. Scratch one participant, believe it or not, a Triumph “failed to proceed”. So there was Robert, Stuart, Phil, Gary, Andrew and Sue, Brian and Jen, Steve and Maureen, and Rea on her Honda 250.
Morning
tea at Thirlmere for some heart starter coffee
and a banana, then it was off through back roads
and lanes to lunch at Ulladulla. The lunch spot
was under a shady tree overlooking the harbour.
Bliss.
Four pm saw us at our digs in Moruya for a quick cuppa and then back to Mogo to the zoo.
This place was amazing. The staff were quite obvious in their affection for the animals and the animals responded. With the possible exception of the South American Tapir, who managed a well directed pee on the tour guide. Glad I missed that experience!
Most of us had a go at feeding a Giraffe. Did I tell you that they are really big? No, well they are really big!!
I think one of the Chimpanzees in this zoo is a Ulysses member. He even has a bald head, just like a lot of us.
There are tigers, white lions, meerkats, red pandas, and gibbons. Big snakes, and even bigger giraffes, deer and the mandatory roo or two. Nice zoo actually.
The BBQ meal was great, with desert and after patting some snakes and lizards we departed back to the motel for drinks.
Stuart made friends of the local (how do you say this?) blokes who had been in the pub all day, and then left Robert and I to listen to their jokes, Do you know what a Shih Tzu is? A zoo without any animals.
Great stuff!
They turn the beer taps off at 10.00pm, the savages, and the lights at 11.00pm so it was early to bed for all.
Another beautiful day dawned on Sunday for the return trip. Phil decided that he wanted to lead and headed North. Unfortunately, no-one knew he was leading and they went South and then East with Robert.
Phil led himself to Braidwood while the rest took the scenic coastal route to Batemans Bay first.
The road to Braidwood must be one of the best bike roads, it was brilliant. Smooth with lovely corners. It got a little windy in stages but the road made up for it. We met up with Phil in Braidwood for coffee then it was off to lunch in Goulburn. The back way to home via Oberon only has about 2 Km of unsealed road instead of the 72Km on the signpost at Braidwood. Mt Victoria was the final stop for farewells and then it was off home through the traffic and road works of the GWH.
840 Km for the weekend
We arrived home at 5.00pm tired but very glad we went.
All compliments to Robert for arranging a great trip. Well done Rob.
Book Barn Ride
- Berrima
Sunday dawned fresh and clear with a forecast of 24C and late showers. In other words, nice riding weather. On arrival at the usual Maccas carpark we were met by the Ride Leader, on foot! Apparently the mighty Royal Star had failed to proceed. Adriaan could not come and looked thoroughly embarrassed.
We needed to elect a ride leader between Bill, Mal and Cathy, John and Dorothy, Brian and Julie, Andrew, Alan, Ria, Brian and Jen.
Bill was elected to the exalted position of Ride Leader and led off for a leisurely ride through Picton to Thirlmere. Bill took us through some out of the way country lanes which added to the day considerably.
After a quick bite and coffee at Thirlmere it was off to the Book Barn. Maybe not, as we flashed by at 80Km/h.
The riding was so good Bill forgot the point of the ride as we stopped at Berrima for a short break. Then it was onwards to the Burrawang Pub for lunch.
Wang Burgers all round please.
Off after lunch through some very pretty back roads we passed Lake Wingecarribee. Cath had a brief stop at the craft shop in Mittagong and it was off home via Bills favourite coffee shop at Thirlmere.
This was a very nicely paced day through some back roads in the Southern Highlands.
Well done Bill.
Brian and Jen Gore
Bill's Day Out - Feb 2, 2008
Two reports on this one......
1. Decided to miss Patonga and go to the Pie in The Sky (PITS) instead.
Left Maccas and rode to Wisemans Ferry via Windsor, along the Putty Rd to Bull Ridge Rd then down to the Sackville Ferry.
Stopped at Wisemans for coffee then on to Mangrove Mountain for a fuel stop at the compound then on to Somersby.
The road that we used to take (Old Pacific Highway) is still closed because of the wash away fatality so we had to travel the freeway, across Mooney Mooney bridge and get of at the Peat's Ridge exit.
Back onto the old road and down to Brooklyn - 60kph all the way to the bridge but still a nice ride. Across the bridge and 80kph up to PITS - even better riding.
Left PITS and came home via Berowra Ferry and Pitt Town. 8hrs all up, very little rain, lots of wet road patches but a great day.
Who was there - Bill (pressganged into leading), Warren & Elaine, Phil (took pictures), Steve and Andrew.
Warren & Elaine were second in line and were happy to be up front instead of tail enders - should be more of it.
Bill - official ride leader
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2. Six hardy souls went looking for a leader on a very overcast day, obviously the thought of rain deterring all but us fools. "don't know what the problem is" says Steve "It's only when you mix soap with water that it becomes an issue".
Andrew and Warren stopped talking and Bill took up the challenge and expertly led the way to Wiseman's ferry via Sackville showing that he not only knows every pretty face in the region but every back road as well. Coffee at the ferry cafe where Warren insisted Pie in the Sky was only a short distance away and the dark clouds were an illusion. Bill deftly led on, faltering only once as he tried to take us though Somersby via the washed out road.
Lovely pie, great company, gorgeous weather, now and home via Berowra Waters ferry, I waved goodbye at Windsor with Elaine looking very comfy on the back of the trike.
Phil
Rockley Ride Report - Jan 27 2008
What an absolutely fantastic day for a ride. Blue sky and sunshine must have awoken the need to blow away a few cobwebs as 20 bikes and 1 car joined the ride to Rockley - making a total of 30 people out for a great day.
A leisurely ride up Bells Line - it was double demerits after all - regrouping at Bell where Brian Doherty left us to go home, the rest of us headed across the Darling Causeway to the Farmhouse for coffee.
Stewart and Gary made themselves at home in the shadiest and most comfortable spot. Others found what shade they could as the temperature seemed to get very hot. After a yummy break Tony and Thomas headed home and the rest of us continued on to Rockley.
One can never seem to get enough of those roads out around Tarana and O’Connell - especially on a day like this - perfect riding weather, everything was green, the river was running and very little traffic. Up Rockley Mount and into Rockley where we just about took over the place. Martin decided to go off road and get a prime parking position right by the tables in the park.
Those of us who brought our own lunch proceeded to BBQ while the rest headed into the pub for lunch. Kathy was getting impatient with Mal as he didn’t appear with her drink - sitting in the air conditioning chatting apparently while Kathy cooked lunch. His excuse was that there was a line at the bar - yeah, yeah!
It was a lovely spot to have lunch, large shade trees and electric BBQs with undercover tables. There was mention of having a play on the playground equipment but it was decided there was no adult to supervise so we couldn’t do it. And there were those springy rocking toys that Chuck enjoys so much!
The pub lunchers eventually rejoined the BBQ group and we all enjoyed the relaxing atmosphere and good company. It all got too much for Marion though as she apparently needed a nanny nap. (see photos) There was a comment apparently from the locals in the pub about us bringing our own blood wagon (Colleen’s work vehicle)
Reluctantly we donned the gear and headed out - only to have Stewart call a halt as there was a bike down in the car park. Mal allegedly lost control and dropped the bike and Kathy - don’t you just hate that! Kathy suffered a bruised leg and the bike was OK too - not to sure about Mal’s pride though!
On the road again - and what great roads they are - into Oberon for a fuel stop then onto Mt Victoria (isn’t it strange how Victoria Pass seems to have some sort of hypnotic control over bike riders!! Must be all that leaning!) Goodbyes at the servo where some stopped for coffee and others departed for home.
We must make a special mention of the wonderful corner markers we had today - the ride flowed extremely well considering the number of turns we had to make in what was unfamiliar territory to many. Thanks guys for making it work and setting a standard that may be hard to beat. Also to Alan who had his own reasons for staying at the back - although Colleen (and Rachel) was probably the true Tail End Charlie in the car.
Thanks to all who came along and made it a great day!
For those who missed it - tough luck! And to top it off it was a Ron ride and it didn’t rain!
Maybe next time
Julie
Phil's Bulli ride sat 13 oct 07.
This was a gorgeous spring ride for 4 of us who prefer to watch Philip island on TV, Andrew, Shane, Steve and myself, the master of the mystery ride. Daryll was at maccas with his very nicely restored Honda 50 cc (see photos) .
First stop Thirlmere where a very nice French maid on his stag do agreed to a photo with Andrew and his thuxton for the news letter unfortunately I dropped the wife's camera in my excitement so no photo only a strange mental image. next Bulli lookout then Bulli for lunch and quiet ride home. BUT the boys were fired up and lunch at kangaroo valley via Jamberoo was the go, so I abandoned my swim and deftly navigated !!!! us to the pub, it was here that Shane incurred the first fine not for overtaking me but for not doing it 20 minutes earlier. I again tried to offload leaders role but no takers ( didn't they know my reputation) It was while leaving pub car park 2nd drop occurred this time my bike and 2 strangers helped me pick it up as 3 riders waited on road wondering who the idiot was who kept beeping his horn, note, do not drink Guinness and ride, nice ride home via hilltop stopped at Mulgoa to say goodbye and thank all for great company and home in 5 minutes while Steve and Andrew had to slog on to Katoomba . ps managed to fix camera so didn't have to eat humble pie.
Phil
Wollombi Loop 4.11.07
The weather looked a little dodgy at first sight early Sunday morning but it turned out to be an absolutely glorious day. Perfect for a bike ride! By the time we left Macca’s the sun was shining and some of us were regretting the rain pants. Colin, you must have been a good luck charm! Do come again! (Colin was a little concerned that maybe leathers and the forecast of showers were not a good match.) So we left Macca’s. Martin and Marion on the ever trusty GS. Colin, a newcomer and ever so welcome, on his VFR (Robert, another friend) and Tony, on his ever-changing Sprint. A small group but very special. At Winmalee we spotted Bill walking Isaac. Or maybe that was Isaac walking Bill. I think Bill should teach that dog to ride. Still at Winmalee and Alan and Colleen were seen heading in the wrong direction. It seems Alan also thought the weather was a little dodgy so almost decided to stay home. Then the sun shone so it was a bit of a scramble to get moving and get some petrol. At Hawkesbury Heights Mal and Kathy on another trusty GS were waiting patiently for us. Thank goodness another pillion! A couple of minutes and Alan and Colleen were with us after getting the fuel and off we went.
First stop, Wisemans Ferry for morning tea. We went to the bakery rather than the coffee shop. Perhaps not a smart move. Tony said it was the worst latte he’d ever had and I have to say Martin and Marion’s hot chocolate was more like a cool chocolate. Still, the sun was shining and the carrot cake was beaut. On to the ferry and Martin said hello to a group of Queenslanders on bikes. Bit of a chat and it seems half a dozen or so had come down to Sydney to go to the bike show and were now on their way home. Seems like a very poor excuse for a ride to me.
On we went. Stopped for a leg stretch at one point thinking this is all very leisurely and good fun. Turned out Martin’s GPS was on pre-daylight saving time and we were running an hour late!. Whoops! A fine I think. We thought a fuel stop at Broke would be a good idea and on the way Tony and Colin had a little bit of a run. Martin and Marion caught up at the petrol station and we waited for the rest. And we waited. Seems Alan and Colleen and Mal and Kathy came to a bit of dirt and decided it wasn’t the right way so turned back. Just for a little bit. By now we’re all a little peckish. Only a few km’s to lunch. We thought we’d try the Cockfighter’s Tavern at Bulga. As we pulled up in the parking spots I thought that Suzuki bike looked familiar. Tony sussed it out and sure enough, Suzuki Garry was sitting out the front of the pub having his lunch! Lunch was okay and the people running the place were very nice. They even arranged some music for us! Nobody cares about a few flies but I think they need to work on a bit of fresh food besides salad. Little too much of the fried stuff. Anyway, who cares! The sun was still shining and the company was good. Thank goodness for Tony’s Aerogard.
Down the Putty Road. There was an awful smell at one point and I was trying to get a look at the soles of my boots while we were beetling along to see if I’d picked something up. Then all became clear. We caught up with a big transport truck with little piggies in it. Once we were past that the air was clear and still the sun shone.
Leg stretch at Colo Heights (and Mal did not share the water with Kathy. Shame on you!) Tony started talking about chicken strips and I had to be educated about them. Alan’s tyres were looking a little suss and Colin was probably a bit bemused by all this carry on. The piggy transport cruised by and it was silently agreed to wait a bit before we set off again.
We said our goodbyes at Agnes Banks and Hawkesbury Heights. Martin and I had a terrific day. Couldn’t believe the weather after Saturday night’s storms but how lucky are we? Ron, you should have been with us. Not.
Marion (I sit at the back) and Martin (he decides where we’re going).
P.S. Martin’s contribution - Good weather, good riding, good company. Says it all!!
Molong Motorcycle Awareness ride - Oct 2007
Four bikes with five aboard left Medlow Bath at 8 am sharp on a glorious Sunday morning. There was a learner in the servo at the same time - more on this later.
A short coffee stop at Bowenfels servo - Robert ate inside and we believe it was to hide the apple pie and cream he had for morning tea. See Robert - we didn’t tell anyone!
Off again through Tarana, The Lagoon, Perthville, Newbridge and into Blayney for a toilet stop under what could only be called a strange looking sky. Remember that learner? As we arrived in Blayney he was turning around, turned down the street we were in and turned around again to tag on the back. Seems he had been travelling with friends who had turned off somewhere and he had lost them. He was totally lost so he joined us for the remainder of the ride.
And no it wasn’t raining in Blayney - no matter what anyone tells you. Andrew jinxed us by informing us he hadn’t brought his wets (on a Ron ride of all things!) but Robert saved us by putting the waterproof cover on his tank bag - to save the GPS apparently. Just in case.
Travelling through Orange was a bike lovers dream. Bikes lined the street - many belonging to the Orange Ulysses Mob. But there were quite a few bikes in town and they all started heading out as we were leaving the servo. Bad timing!
Parking was at a premium in Molong so after a lap of the main street we ended up back where we started - guess we were just meant to walk! All except John who was booked in at the pub overnight so he had special parking. There were about 800 or so bikes in town - and it looked like the Harley Davidson support vehicle was there too. (check the photos)
Beer at the middle pub to quench the thirst - that’s when the rain hit (so much for the lambs wool cover on the bike seat!). Seems the only reason they organise this event is to bring the rain! Not really it’s a very important event on the biker’s calendar.
Lunch from one of the local community stands and a wander along the street. We managed to find the late rising BMU group - Jim stopped a bike in the middle of the road and was chatting to the rider - how could we miss that!
Photo under the tree as we avoided the rain, more wandering and a beer at the bottom pub as we discussed the route home. Robert mentioned something about Wellington, then Merriwa and Mudgee but we managed to talk him out of that one. The late risers had disappeared by this time so we assumed they had headed home
Back into Bathurst - there was a thankful sigh as Ron stopped to discuss the route and there were more sighs after a visit to the loo. Robert took over and we headed through Locksley and into Tarana for a refreshing ale (coffee in my case) before heading back up the mountain and home.
It was a good day, good ride and good company - isn’t that what it’s all about.
Julie
The Museum Ride - October Long Weekend
The October Long Weekend was the choice for a ride taking in the Powerhouse Motorcycle Museum in Tamworth and the National Motorcycle Museum in Nabiac.
There was still some hope in the hearts of the Manly fans that they could win the premiership. So I guess there must have been a lot of Manly fans in the BMU group, most members stayed home to watch the game.
The weather forecast for the weekend could not have been better. Three days of sunny weather that even the combined efforts of Ron and I could not change. Not a cloud to be seen.
Jen handed out “The Schedule” at the pre ride briefing in the Macca’s car park.
Six of us saddled up for the trip. Ron & Julie, Tony, Rob and Jen and I.
2 nights, 3 days, 4 bikes, 6 friends and 1200Kms.
By the time we had reached Richmond we had passed 2 highway patrol cars and I’m thinking great, cops everywhere, I hope we don’t get booked! Then Alan joins us for a blast up the Putty Rd. That lifts the spirit.
First stop the Half Way House for breakfast (for some) right on schedule (for Jen) and (At this stage Manly is looking good.)
The Durham pub at Wingen was the lunch spot and the publican had a table reserved and all ready for the club. This is a very nice pub, good food and nice people. WE are right on schedule and (Manly is still looking good.)
Around this time Tony informs us all that Dragon jeans chafe his behind.
Most people:
1. Didn’t need to know this
2. Are susceptible to the power of suggestion
So now my jeans start chaffing me!
400Km on the trip meter and my jeans are chaffing, I’ve lost interest, I’m tired and Tony takes the lead for a detour via Werris Creek. This of course is not on “The Schedule” and Jen reminds me just as I accidentally switch the CB to VOX. Ammunition a plenty for the boys. Werris Creek is closed and a detour is in place but we have an appointment in Tamworth so we press on.
The bikes in Tamworth are simply stunning; the MV Agusta comes to mind and the beautiful Ducati MHR worth over $250,000. Not to mention the Triumph Trident. All these bikes are in concourse condition.
Beer o’clock is at the nearby pub, where I nearly got some free beer. Later after a few it was on to the Serviceman’s Club for seafood and live country music.
Assessment - Great day, great bikes and right on schedule, (Manly still looking good.)
Day 2 - On to Nabiac.
The day dawned clear and
sunny and we were off (right on schedule) for a
leisurely cruise to Walcha for coffee. The Oxley is a
great road, maybe next time, as we turn off onto
Thunderbirds sorry, Thunderbolts Way. Sorry Triumphs
on the brain.
After coffee we had another leisurely ride to Gloucester for lunch. This part of the trip was fabulous. The road is excellent condition and the traffic almost non existent. Cruising down the road it was easy to get into the rhythm of the road. Biking Nirvana! I was feeling a bit laid back so I thought it was a good time to sing some Neil Young songs to Jen. Unfortunately that stupid VOX switch was on again!! Who designed that thing? More ammunition for the boys.
On arrival at Gloucester we meet up with Gary who rode all the way there to save us a parking spot and have lunch with us.
I kid you not he was standing on the road guarding a parking spot big enough for 5 bikes right at the door to the Cafe. Thanks Gary. Lucky Gary had a copy of the Schedule. (Manly’s chances were starting to look slim The Storm had made it to Sydney alive.)
We had another leisurely ride to Nabiac arriving right on schedule. We had an interesting couple of hours showing each other the examples of the bikes we had owned, sold, crashed, loved, hated, burned, lusted after, threw in the tip, stole, raced, gave away, dumped in the river, really want and need. There is a good mixture of bikes here with some really beautiful examples and a few wrecks. It is very easy to spend a couple of hours here.
Beer o’clock was right on schedule at the motel at Forster. (Not looking good for Manly, the Storm have arrived at the ground)
Down to the pub for dinner and watch the game. Order meal, get little flag thing with number on it, find table, drink more beer. (Manly in trouble now, the Storm has run onto the ground)
We wait for dinner, And wait for dinner, And wait for dinner
Dinner no longer on schedule (Boys not happy, beer money running out)
(10.00pm Manly whopped and BMU Manly fans sit at home and contemplate the ride they missed out on.)
Dinner has not arrived when last drinks called.
Around this time Tony informs us that his dinner orders almost always get stuffed up.
Most people:
1. Needed to know this
2. Suggested to the waitress that now would be a good time to serve our dinner.
Assessment – Leisurely ride, great road, great day, great bikes and right on schedule, Where’s my dinner? (Manly stuffed, Jen and I are Eels fan anyway.)
Day 3 – Home
The day dawned clear and sunny and we sat down to a breakfast of Pancakes and bacon with Maple syrup. After this fabulously healthy breakfast we were off (right on schedule) for the ride home. (Who played in the grand final anyway?)
The beautiful Cape Hawke Lookout for a heart starter view is just down the road. The State Emergency Service showed up just on schedule to care for Ron, Julie and Robert should they decide to walk up to the top.
Did they get up there? Do photos lie? Check the website soon. I leave it to your imagination.
Riding along the Lakes Way we arrived at Bulahdelah, and the traffic and the 4000 police cars and the speed cameras.
Rob, fire up the GPS and get us out of here!
We arrive at the Bellbird Pub via every back road known to “Whereis.com” and we find it almost deserted. They don’t serve food on Public Holidays. (Didn’t they know they were on the schedule?)
Back tracking to Cessnock we find an even better pub for lunch so all is not lost.
Lunch within, we make tracks for home and find for some reason the distance between Spencer and Wiseman’s Ferry has increased. Or maybe we are just tired from riding into the sun for hours.
We said our farewells at the servo near Windsor and it’s off home to have a nice quiet beer.
Overall Assessment - Great days, great roads, great weather, great bikes, great friends, great fun, great trip. 1202Kms and right on schedule.
Brian and Jen
Brooklyn Ride - 23rd September
Another glorious spring day in the mountains. It was hot enough for quite a
few bikes to come out of hibernation, particularly the big silver one from
Wentworth Falls.
We had:
John and Dorothy on the new Goldwing
Ron and Julie on the old nail
Thomas on the Suzuki
Tony and Sandra on the Triumph ST
Jack and Carla on the BMW RT
Sean (Tony's son) on the Hyosung
Andrew on the Thruxton because the GS hasn't come home yet from its travels
Steve on the new VFR
Phil on his new bike (Steve's old CBR 1300) and with a NEW helmet
Stewart on his shiny VFR
Bill on the Yamaha
Richard on the scooter
Gary on the Suzuki - he joined us at Berowra Waters
We headed off via Hawkesbury Heights to pick up the late risers, and then
down to Yarramundi. On the straight bit we came across a push bike rider who
had just been skittled by a car. He had torn the rear view mirror off the
car with his shoulder and was feeling a bit low. We patched him up, calmed
down the poor woman who had hit him and headed off, hoping that it wasn't
going to be one of those days.
For a change we went through North Richmond, along the terrace and into
Wilberforce via Kurmond Road. We then took the Sackville Ferry and doubled
back to Halcrows Road, then Cattai Ridge Rd to Glenorie.
Our coffee stop (also for a change) was at Andy's (a.k.a. the Arcadia General
Store) on Arcadia Road. The coffee was good and the service was quick.
At the ferry there was a very large queue, fortunately all on the other side,
The road up the hill is very narrow and can be pretty scary if there is
oncoming traffic, and there was plenty of that. We all made it safely to the
Old Road and eventually to Brooklyn, where a cold beer and lunch was waiting.
Andrew was the centre of attention as he was wearing his Isle of Man TT
decorated helmet. We knocked back an offer to buy it from another patron -
he had his wallet out and was serious. Unfortunately Andrew came back from
the bar before we could seal the deal.
The ride home was via Galston Gorge and Annangrove Road, then up through
Nelson and Oakville before joining Windsor Road at McGraths Hill.
We didn't lose anyone, we did our Good Samaritan impersonation and we had a
good feed.
When's the next ride?
Rob
Mystery Ride - 25th
August
This ride was so mysterious that not even the ride
leader knew where it
started or how to get there. Consequently not many
people turned up. By not
many, I mean hardly any at all. Just one. Me.
It was a great ride. No one got lost, no one was
disappointed by the route
or the destination or the speed. We (the VFR and I)
didn't have to wait for
the stragglers, or worry about corner markers.
The ride actually turned into a bit of a meander. We
went down to Richmond
and because there was a slow car in front we turned left
and headed for
Bells Line. Simple decisions on the spur of the moment -
my kind of ride.
Having got to Bell, naturally one's thoughts turn to
Victoria Pass and
Riverlet Hill. At Mt Vic however the random route
generator kicked in and
suggested Mt York (the mystery photo for those who have
seen it). I got to
explore a bit of history and enjoy the spectacular
views.
The intention after Mt York was a quick run down the
mountain, turn around
at Little Hartley and have a quick run back up the hill.
The RRG said
otherwise and insisted on Tarana Pub. What could I do?
By the time I got to
Tarana, it was pretty close to the time that I left Mt
York and it was too
early for a meal. Once more the RRG was consulted and
suggested Oberon.
After a pleasant lunch at the Bakery in Oberon, the bike
seem to get a sniff
of the home trail and headed off on the most direct
route back to its
stable.
It was a pleasant day and ALL of you who missed it
should hang your heads.
Rob
Funny Day Wednesday, September 19, 2007.
I rode to Blaxland Macka's as one does on Wednesday and met up with Noel only to note that Noel was the only one there. I said: "what's up, only us two"? "Nah" says he, "Had to send little Richard home to put his boots on. He turned up in his slippers". It was going to be that sort of day.
After trying to fasten my helmet had to enlist friends help to do up helmet strap, it gets better. Anyway five bikes headed in the direction of Lithgow etc... Get to Lithgow, for Noel to discover that somebody or something was micturating on his boot. Oh, bloody fuel system had sprung a leak and that was the end of Noel's day out. So we proceeded to chew the fat and our cud for morning tea.
After about an hour of "Have-a-chat" regaling us with his deeds of past present and future, his "She-who-must-be-obeyed" informed him that it was time to get home as she needed her beauty sleep 'cause she was working that night. Beauty sleep, the woman does not need it.
So that left three of us standing around in a triangular circle wondering what to do. Now instead of going to Chifley Dam as we had originally intended and time being late, and probably getting lost trying to get there, we decide to go to Bathurst. Yes, you guessed it, took the wrong bloody turn but eventually found Bathurst to our surprise. Now this is what happens when you have three leaders and three tail riders out of a total of three riders. I told you our mental facilities are still good, just confussed.
Had lunch and yarned, and the usual comfort stops. Now me being a bright fellow and wearing trouser braces to keep me strides up, could not fasten the bloody things and had to get little Richard do me up. So you see not only do you need younger riders to lift us older farts onto our machines because of our arthritics we also need youngsters like Richard to dress us.
Now Judy (you see, I never forget a name) will the above qualify me for the BMU literary prize this year. I can assure you the above is or is not true fiction. Oh, a ride report you wanted? Yes got to Bathurst and rode home again.
Ruff
Can't even remember me name. Told you all it was a good day.
:-)
Bowling Night Sat Sept 22 07
Destination Denman
Father’s Day 2.9.07
A small but select group left Macca’s right on time at 8.00 a.m. We had Martin and Marion on the GS, Ron and Julie on the Virago and Peter on his Yamaha FJ. The weather looked beautiful and it was a nice day to be out and about. Alan and Colleen had a better offer and decided to go on a 10 day cruise rather than be with us. But Alan was listening for the bikes to go past his house in Winmalee before he left on his cruise and tested his new bike radio to wish us well. We really do hope he and Colleen have a fantastic time.
At Hawkesbury Heights we picked up another small but select group – Mal and Kathy on another GS and Robert and Stewart on matching VFR’s. We had a leg stretch at the service station at Colo Heights and all agreed we had to be wary of coppers lurking in unmarked orange Commodores and silver Commodores with whip aerials and frangipanis on the rear window. Mal and Kathy were bringing up the rear and as we all pulled into Halfway House we were joined by Gary on his Suzuki. Bit of a relief really. Somewhere between Colo Heights and Halfway House Gary joined our little group and Mal couldn’t decide if Gary was a copper so kept slowing down, Gary couldn’t decide if Mal was Mal so he slowed down too. Just as well it all came together at the coffee stop. Halfway House and an earnest discussion on the merits of brown leathers versus white leathers. (This came about because we saw a very nice young man there in white leathers – he kind of stood out.) Nothing decided. Still wary of rozzers but so many other bikes out and about enjoying the fine weather that it was thought there were plenty of decoys and maybe the coppers wouldn’t worry about a few decrepit old Ulyssians. On to Bulga for a top up for some fuel tanks and Stewart left us at this point to head for home.
Denman right on time – 11.53 a.m. I think. Just before the Father’s Day crowd arrived. Something to drink and a very enjoyable lunch. An earnest discussion about the road surface on Tasmanian fire trails. We left there about 1.30 and headed for home. Stopping again at Halfway House for ice creams, drinks and coffee and further discussion on merits of brown leathers versus white leathers. Think it was decided that white leathers had something to do with Storm Troopers from Star Wars and was therefore perhaps not a good look. Peter left us there and headed off home. Was good riding with him.
Onwards for home. Gary was to leave us as we turned off the Putty Road. We were fairly spread out but beetling along at a pretty good pace. Robert taking point and enjoying the bends in the road, others spread out behind him. It is a bit surprising that bikes get such bad press when we were overtaken by a group of five cars, the two in the rear being green P-Platers. Stunning really.
We (the ride leader and his pillion) had a beaut day. As Ron said when we met up at the service station at Macca’s in the morning – isn’t it great to do what you want to do on Father’s Day! (and I didn’t have to deliver breakfast in bed!!)
Thank you one and all for a terrific day.
Marion (the pillion) and Martin (the one in front)
Patonga ride report - Wed Aug 29 2007
It was a glorious day for Ron’s RDO so we joined the Wed mob on one of their infamous rides. Not knowing where we would end up we joined the Wed regulars Noel, Rolf, Les, John and Peter at Blaxland. Jim and Frances had the same idea so that made for 7 bikes with nine people.
Patonga was the destination for the day with morning tea at Pie in the Sky. Noel led us through the back roads of Sydney’s western suburbs, across to Berowra where we just missed the ferry which gave us a ten minute stretch.
There was a conversation here that discussed something seen on the way but was missed by some because they were too busy watching the ‘big boobs!’ Must have missed that one!
Morning tea at Pie in the Sky was great - weather was perfect, view awesome and conversation uplifting. A warning here - don’t get in between these guys and their morning tea. John and Peter had an issue with the raisin toast and coffee with Peter convinced John had his order. Some fun bantering ensued with the outcome being that they shared the two orders of raisin toast - something about John already having his mouth around a piece!
On to Patonga where those of us who didn’t carry our own lunch had to wait an eternity for fish and chips. Was delicious though! The local dog who helped us eat it thought so too.
The return journey was a bit longer - a bingle around Dural causing traffic chaos but we eventually made it to Windsor and stopped at the tourist info centre. Rolf was not impressed that the café was closed so he had to settle for his own coffee and snack.
A familiar face came walking along the footpath at this point - Marion and friend out for their daily walk. A quick hello and she was gone. And so were we - goodbyes and thanks for a great day then home.
Thanks to Noel for his excellent ride leadership and thanks to the Wed guys for making us feel welcome.
Julie
TEMPLE RIDE 5.8.07
Well the day started off well with the sun shining and the temperature not to cold. The meet at McDonalds saw a great turn out of 21 bikes and 27 people. We left on time and met up with the Hawkesbury group at Mulgoa consisting of approximately 15 bikes and 20 people making a large group when combined with us. We headed for Mt Keira via Picton with four of our riders heading to Thirlmere. We had coffee at Mt Keira lookout and unfortunately the waiter taking the order didn’t get it totally right but everyone had a drink and we left for the temple on time to make our 11.30 tour
Upon arrival at the Temple we were met by our guide who strangely enough was called Zan. Some of our group were waiting to meeting Ying and Yang. Zan explained a great detail about the buildings and what Buddhism is about. Conditions of entering the temples was that no shoes are allowed so as we all took off our boots I did a quick sock check and no holes were found. Zan explained that incense is burnt to represent time in life but I wonder if the real truth is to cover the foot odour.
The tour ended by 1 pm and we all headed off to Ryans Hotel at Thirroul which Kim from Hawkesbury had booked us into. Unfortunately Kim lead the group through Wollongong Centre thus adding 10-15 mins to the trip and the group got separated. Slowly the group arrived at the pub only to find out that parking was not existent and they hadn’t catered for the 37 people that we had booked for. Food was at least 1 hr wait time and quite a few dishes had sold out. Some of the group didn’t stay and others went to the local chicken shop. When the food did arrive it was good, although everyone was hungry and food always tastes better when you’re hungry.
Hawkesbury left us to run up the coast and we agreed we would head up Bulli then through Campbelltown and home. I led the group (badly) from the pub with my GPS primed with the right directions and within 3 kms I missed the turn (user error). If only the GPS could steer. A quick regroup heading up Bulli then the GPS says turn right in 250 m, turn right in 50m. I’m thinking no worries, this technology is just great, I turn right then up the road, left onto Mt Ousley Road and SHIT, we’re on the wrong road and I see Ron and a couple of others go under us on the bridge. My next thought is I HATE THIS TECHNOLOGY and with a shake of my head and a weary smile there goes a $2 fine (Bugger). We back tracked to Picton Road then and headed towards Picton with the thought of cutting across to Appin to try to catch up with Ron, Jacques and Brian & Jen. My trust in the GPS is starting to come back as it maps a new route for me and gives me new information. It says turn right 1.5 km onto Fire Road. I look right and turn and then see the roads have gates on them and that they are private for the mines. GPS – who the hell checks the maps, a blind person? Now I’m depressed – another $2 fine.
We finally get to Appin – no Ron or group – so we continue on to home. A quick stop near Penrith Golf Club and quick chat and goodbyes said we all head home.
Many thanks to everyone who come on the ride, Ron for going tail end and Rob for taking Sandra so I could take her friend and Lee for telling me she had a great time.
All in all I think that the day and ride was successful and everyone arrived home safe and sound.
Tony Myk
Lead Rider (financially poor extraordinaire)
Whale
Watch Ride2007
There are days when the yin matches the yang and all is in balance. At times like this the weather is fair, the bikes run sweetly, traffic light, nice company, the road is good.
This was not that day.
Alan felt the imbalance early and bailed as soon as we reached Penrith.
“Oceans Eleven” headed for the coast on 8 bikes. We managed to lose 4 bikes on the way. GPS was fitted to two of them! (Explain that Tony)
The forecasted 40% chance of showers gave it a 60% chance of rain and rain it did, right on us. Wet weather gear was tested, wet weather riding skills enhanced, and a Harley Davidson which had never been wet, got near drowned. By the time we made it to Cape Solander we looked like whales ourselves. You know padded, black in colour, and wet.
Well at the Cape we spotted some whales, and photographed them for prosperity. There was one sceptic in the ranks who denied the existence of the whales for some reason. (What are you up too Ron?)
I knew we were in trouble when Ron’s ultra reliable Yamaha had to be bump started before we could leave Cape Solander. Exit one wet Harley Davidson before lunch, going home early for a wash and polish.
The Royal National Park was beautiful. And then it rained again.
Bundeena RSL welcomed 10 soggy bikers with open arms and a drying rack for the clothes. The food was great, discounts were offered for future rides and the club was nice and warm.
The sun broke through the clouds briefly while we had lunch.
The road called and we departed for the ride home.
All went well until Prestons when the group lost contact with each other in the failing light, split up and went 3 different ways home. I’m not sure if this is a record for the number of lost participants on the one ride or not. I’m sure we will find out at the next club meeting, when the fines are tallied. At least as ride leader I got to lead Mal home.
As one rider put it
“I had a perfect day and a perfect ride, unfortunately it wasn’t today”
“But you know, it was pretty cool seeing the whales”
Let’s hope it is a bit drier next year.
Brian and Jen Gore
The Entrance Ride Report - June 3
2007
Only a small turn up on what was a beautiful day but with a cold start. There was a comment here about those old people who can’t take it after a week in Coffs and the fact we wouldn’t have to wait long for lunch as there weren’t many of us!.
Tony foolishly took his jumper off and five bikes with six people left Maccas. We picked up Steve & Lee at Hawkesbury Lookout and headed down the mountain to Wiseman’s Ferry.
We hit the fog at the bottom of the hill and the temperature dropped even further - we’re sure we could hear Tony’s teeth chattering at the back. We traversed the road through a surreal world of white around Pitt Town before the fog finally lifted and we could see again.
The coffee at Wisemans was a welcome relief on cold, white fingers and Tony wisely put his jumper back on.
The road on the other side was a bit of a nightmare in parts - moss was growing on the road which made for a slippery ride. There was plenty of moisture on the road and the shadows didn’t help. The bit of gravel (which was actually slippery mud) was even worse. Gary commented that we had wider tyre tracks than normal and the back was definitely wider than the front!
Lunch at the Entrance Hotel was fine fare as usual - although they have gone up market with refurbishments and their prices match. Darren got lucky - no not that kind! - he won the seafood tray.
Then came the dilemma of how to get it home - packed into plastic bags, ice and garbage bags he then proceeded to squash it into his gearsack! As you can imagine there were numerous comments about smelling fish and dripping bags on the way home. (and many others I won’t mention here!)
After a relaxed long lunch we headed for the Pie In the Sky. More hot coffee to warm the hands. Home via Berowra Ferry and a quick stop at Windsor to say goodbye.
The day was cool but nice and it was a good run with good company. Thanks to those who turned up and we look forward to the next one.
Julie