Firstly I must thank the Queen, for letting us low lives down under have a long weekend to celebrate her birthday, even if it isn’t her birthday. Secondly I have to thank the Victorian police, for not taking away my license, and for lightening our wallets to the tune of nearly $430.00.
Other than that the minister and I had a great weekend, Blue skies, and dry roads for the most part.
Saturday morning saw us leaving home in the eastern burbs around 1030hrs, out on to the freeways and up the Calder Hwy till we hit Woodend, from there we followed the ranges west
till we hit Stawell. Gassed up and provisions bought it was off post hast
we had just on an hrs daylight left, and Roo hour was not far away either. Into Halls Gap where we turned off over the hills to our final stop at Troopers at Roses Gap. Pulled in there with as little as 15minutes before the sun dropped below the yard arm
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Not a bad days ride, shore did scrub in those new tyres, which I might add, the ill handling Rex has indeed changed its spots, the pig that just didn’t want to turn in, now falls in, and behaves its self very very nicely, almost as good as the B6. Now both bikes are shod with shinko 009 rears and 005 fronts.
Well the trip home, let’s just say we should have stayed that extra night at troopers. We hit some back Hwy looking for corners and some sweet roads. What we found was shyte roads, roads straighter than the Doom Hwy, and boredom. This is where Mr. Plod steps in,
just to break the monotony. And now with me sitting on 9 points the rest of the trip home was lest us just say very legal.