This whole thing started 2 years ago on the way to the Border Run.
I apparently annoyed 2 cops so much that they teamed up and gave me 2 tickets to the value of $850 and 7 demerits.
Time to get off road bikes and back on the dirt!
At the BR I met a few riders on their way to the Off Centre Rally and thought, "Next one, in 2 years, I'm going."
Now the OCR is held every 2 years and has 3 criteria.
1. At least 200km of dirt to get there
Fast forward to Aug 2010.
I'm off to try the quadrella
We meet at the usual latte joint, so beloved by BMW riders and after a few hiccups, (forgot my phone) headed off into the Jarrah forest east of Perth for a little warm up.
This did not meet universal acclaim among the troops, some thought we were going too far to be buggerizing around on bush tracks, but hey.
At the end of the bush tracks we came to good dirt roads which took us to Hyden and then on to the traditional early starters first night stop, The Breakaways, on the Hyden Norseman Rd.
Here we are told by Ben that the F800 is the greatest bike in the world, hang about, no it isn't, the KTM 690 is, no wait..........................
We are still confused.
Friday morning we knock over the last 150k into Norseman, (named after a racehorse, not a Viking) and hit the tar for an easy run to our 2nd nights camp 30ks east of Balladonia.
Time to sharpen the on bike camera skills.
Robin on the 1150, this bike has 300k km
Eaglebeak, Suzuki 1300 outfit, on it's first long trip
And me, on the best bike in the world.
Saturday morning saw more of the same, with stops at well remembered landmarks.
Top of the Madura pass, where Robin gave us an enlightening talk on the Geology of the place and Eaglebeak brewed up a cuppa on his fold out stove, Bloody sidecars, too many comforts, may as well stay home, he says with just a touch of envy.
So it was on to the Border Run and the usual frivolities that go on at this iconic Aussie get together.
To be Confused er Continued