YOUNG RIDE REPORT.
Been “yonks” since we have been able to attend an
official club ride due to many reasons, medical family, financial or work
commitments but this weekend was different as the work rosters fell into place.
Keen to renew old friendships we waited anxiously at McDonalds at the advertised
departure time and 15 minutes after, we set off by ourselves – 1 bike and 2
bodies so to speak. Wind chill factor was invigorating causing the inversion
factor. (erect nipples and other organ reductions) We needed warming up at
Merriwa Bakery and the Mudgee cappuccino café. Had to buy a neck warmer from
Mudgee Motorcycles. What a friendly mob they are! If you get the chance, call
in. Great deals on new tyres. Bathurst had hot soup and warm bread rolls for
lunch and fuel for the bike. The pace quickened to Cowra and so did the
adrenalin rush. It has fast sweeping bends and smooth roads and no fixed speed
cameras. Upon arriving at Young we checked out the “Goldrush Motel” but no other
members had turned up. Couldn’t find anyone we knew at the Services Club either.
Biggest thing happening there was the meat tray raffle. So in the spirit of
Behaving Disgracefully we went to 6 o’clock mass with 300 other local people
(full house). Young is a rich, predominately catholic area. The priest
encouraged his congregation to pray for rain to nurture the crops and feed the
stock as the area is in severe drought now. Their prayers were answered and it
rained all the way home on us on Sunday. The red wine at dinner made our faces
glow and we danced the night away. Alcohol makes you seem to be able to dance so
much better than your body will allow. While in Young, we took the opportunity
to visit our daughter Jade, who is a schoolteacher at St Mary’s Primary School.
Post script: Carmel’s scooter has been sold back to the dealer and she has taken
her rightful place again as pillion on the FJR. (bugger that CB/Intercom.)
Anyway, we had a ball this weekend, despite having to wear wet weather gear on
the way home. Best regards Carmel and Ron Pullar.
Ride Report 5th June
17 bikes and one trike left Macca’s just after 9am Sunday the 5th
of June for our day ride to Mungo Brush. We welcomed a contingent from Lower
Hunter Ulysses, plus Adam Davis who celebrated his 30th birthday on this day,
and was Bear’s passenger on the trike. First stop was Dungog for morning tea,
then off again along the long and winding and often bumpy road to our
destination. Quite a few of us had never been to Myall Lakes before and were
impressed by its overall geographic size and tranquillity [impressed with my use
of big words] We thought the cost of the ferry [$3.00 each way] was a bit much
as it was the only way to cross the narrow expanse of water, but if you wanted
to get back you had to pay it, so everybody complied. We all had an enjoyable
lunch, and all joined in singing happy birthday to Adam, who I suspect was a tad
embarrassed by all the attention. Well done to Bear in organising Adam’s day I
am positive he enjoyed it, especially the birthday cake. It was an eye opener to
see Adam throw his cherry away, those who witnessed it will know what I mean. On
completion we all made our way home some took the scenic route, some the Pacific
Highway, and a great day was had by all. Don’t skid on your lid. Simmo.
Alternate Ride Report for Moree Sat.
One bike & two bodies reported to MM at 8.10am, alas too late. So alone we
crossed the start line for an advance on Moree with waypoints at McCafe
Tamworth; for coffee, Manilla; for fuel, Barraba; for a burger, Bingara; for a
breather, then the Gwydir Van Park where we found bikes concealed behind cabins
and the crew partying near the pool. Dinner was a fun affair at the Amaroo
Tavern. Sun. After an early dip in the hot pool we bid farewell to the other
riders as they departed for home. The remainder of the day was spent in Mount
Kaputar NP courtesy of Michael, Val, Laurie & Terry. The day wrapped up with
dinner at the Moree RSL. Mon. Following a dip in the pool and farewell to the
others we beat an orderly retreat, pausing at Bellatta; for breakfast,
Coonabarabran; for coffee, Binnaway; yes we had, Coolah, `cause its there,
Merriwa; for munchies, a right turn at "The Squaller" and home happy after
970km. Bill & Joan - Widden.
Ride Report May 1st
Six bikes and ten hardy travellers set off for the ride to the bay with ride captain Bear setting a leisurely pace. First stop was Beaumont street Hamilton via the vineyards, where we joined the Latte set for coffee, scones, raisin toast, and hot chocolate. On leaving I believe Dave and Gaye, may have had their photo taken, by the red light camera at the corner of Beaumont street and Newcastle Road. Should we strike up a levy to help pay the fine? Nah I don’t think so. A decision was made to cancel going to the bay instead we went to Caves Beach via Lake Macquarie, for a nice lunch, where pleasantries were exchanged with some Ulyssians from Cessnock. Does anyone know who it was, that kept spilling their salad and veal parmagana all over the table and floor? Crikey they serve hot food at the pub. On leaving the hotel car park Bat woman [Jill] & Cat woman [Cheryl] had to dismount and push the bike & sidecar in reverse away from a parked car or some panel beating would have been the order of the day. We all rode as a group until Nico decided to scoot off ahead of the rest of us and he was not to be seen again. Jill & Cheryl detoured to Cessnock via Kurri, and the rest of us came home via Greta, & Branxton.A good day was had by all and to esnure we did not get spilt up until late on the ride home, we had riders with radios at the front and at the rear, to assist in keeping the group together. Till we meet again, stay upright. Simmo.
Terrigal Ride Report
There were 27 bodies and 17 bikes at Maccas for the ride to Terrigal. Several
new members were on the ride, and they had also been to the meeting the previous
night, so were not complete strangers. The forecast was for 30 degrees and I'm
sure it was hotter than that. We set off via Wollombi where we picked up another
couple then on to Kulnura for smoko and a pit stop, where another caught up with
us. I could say he was dragging the chain, and I could say he was on a Harley,
but to be fair he left about half an hour behind us and pulled up just after we
arrived. Two groups through the twisties, the quick and the not so quick.
However we all arrived at Terrigal about the same time, and the weather was just
right. Some went for take-aways by the beach, some ate at the Plaza Hotel.
Terrigal is a beautiful place and a great ride, although it was a bit hot on the
ride home. We did get split into two groups on the way home, but with 17 bikes
it is impossible to remain together along the Coast road. Anyway we all enjoyed
ourselves, except for one who was having trouble with his brand new CB radio,
hope you get it fixed Keith. Next time I see you I will tell you what the others
were saying about you! regards.
Dave McIntyre
There were 13 bodies and about eight bikes doing the Moree ride. We left in fine weather, to Tamworth for Smoko then a pretty quick ride through Manila, Barraba, Bingara then Warialda for lunch. Dave's tip, don't bother going all the way to Warialda for their Chico Rolls, you have been told.