I had a weekend full of motorcycle stuff.
Saturday was the 'official' launch of the 2007 Wagga Toy Run and yours truly was the designated Toll Rep - basically I had to stand up in front of everyone, make a short speach (and it was very short) and hand over a cheque to the organising committee, that took all of 5 minutes. The rest of the morning was spent dribbling shyte with everyone else, as you do.
Sunday the Redback's (well 7 of us, including 1 pillion) met at Macca's and initially decided that a ride to Holbrook, on to Jingellic, Tumbarumba, Rosewood, Humula and back to Wagga was the way to go. Then just as we were putting out the smokes, throwing the coffee 'cups' into the bin, some sort of wet stuff started falling from the sky. After a 10 minute discussion on what it actually was, and looking to the heaven's, we decided that we'd certainly ride to Holbrook and visit the bakery for brunch, then make a decision from there.
I got a couple of the newbies a bit lost when I made and unexpected (to them) left turn on to a non descript looking road. About 50km later when we reached the 'doom' hwy and had a short stop and everyone was smiling, wet, but smiling.
Then after brunch at Holbrook, descretion was the order of the day, and we decided to head back to Wagga. To say the wind had picked up would be a gross understatement. I felt sorry for 2 of the 'newbies', one on a GPX250 (Dave) and the other on a KLR650 (yes "the eldest"), as I was having trouble maintaining road speed and postion. In fact at one point both Dave and "The Eldest" decided that the only safe speed for them was to be parked on the side of the road in the hope that the wind would calm down, that was never going to happen. After convincing them to keep going, I thought I'd best go 'tail end charlie' and keep an eye on them. How 'the eldest' managed to keep the bike on the road has me stuffed. Anyway we all got home safely and agreed that even though it wasn't the best weather, it was still a bloody good ride.
Oh and just for the record, I don't think it'll be long before 'the eldest' seriously considers replacing the KLR with something a bit bigger. I've never met anyone who, until a year ago, had never ridden a motorcycle be able to ride as well as he can. Unfortunately, if he's not carefull, he'll get a bit over confident and it'll bite him in the arse.