Shuffle parts 3 and 4 complete. Part 3 was an interesting affair. Brian had recently bought a DR650 and was keen to put it through its paces. Dave joined us on his cracking 2009 Tiger 1050 and I was as usual on my Wee and the only one on Shinkos.
We headed out to North Dandalup Dam with me leading the pack. After turning off SW Highway it's a relatively short twisty stretch up to the dam itself. Dave was behind me with Brian taking up the vanguard position. I noticed Dave was hanging back a bit which is unusual for him. Only when we got to the dam did I discover why. Apparently as I went round one of the bends my back wheel went over a "honky nut" of which there were many on the road. Now for those who don't know, a honky nut is a seed pod type thing a bit like a conker or acorn, and dropped on the roads in significant numbers by some nearby trees! Anyway, as I went over this particular nut it shot out from under the wheel like a bullet only just missing Dave's helmet. Made him a little uncomfortable!
Anyway, after a few Kodak moments at the dam we headed off on to the gravel tracks in the woods. Our intention was to follow the track up to Serpentine dam but we soon found out it was blocked off with no entry to the public. So we amended our plans and decided to ride as far as we could with no idea where we were going. Brian and I swapped bikes so I could try our the DR. Just as we were about to leave I heard an almighty crash behind me. I looked around to see my beloved Wee lying on the ground and Brian looking very perplexed and stunned! Turns out as we were just about to move his foot got caught under the bike and he completely lost his balance. The bike just went over but luckily he managed to get clear before it fell on top of him. The Wee was fine. My crash bars did what they were supposed to do and her only injury was a broken front indicator. Brian however must have torn a muscle as he fought to keep the bike up. His arm changed colour very quickly and the bruising pretty much went from his shoulder to his wrist. Looked very painful. Brian was gutted, I think more because he had dropped the Strom. We cracked on regardless encountering several closed barriers but we worked our way round them, finally coming to a slight clearing in the woods and another closed barrier. By this point we had covered quite a lot of ground and none of us had much of a clue as to where we were. We dismounted to have a look at the possibility of maneuvering round the barrier. The right hand side of the obstacle was pretty much impossible due to large rocks etc obviously placed there to prevent people like us from passing. On the left however there was a gap of about 2 feet between the closed gate and a ditch. Still having no idea where we were we hatched a plan to get us round with 2 of us standing on the edge of the ditch to guide and support the other as he rode through the narrow gap. Then we heard the noise of a truck engine. On investigation we saw that just round a slight bend we were only about 20 meters from Del Park Rd, a road we all know very well! Result. So it was back on the nice grippy black stuff for a quick blast up to Dwellingup and our usual pit stop at the Blue Wren Cafe. During our coffee, and can I say the best steak pie I have ever tasted, Dave and Brian discussed the dropped Wee and the resulting injury to Brian's arm. There was a fair bit of touching and feeling each others arms. Too much man on man skin contact for me so I just got my head down and ate the pie while they fondled and caressed each others biceps! Sad as we were to leave the Dave and Brian love-in time got the better of us and we headed back down the hill towards home. A great ride as always and great chat from the lads. Brian still pissed about dropping the Wee but it was just one of those things. Not his fault at all and just a bit of bad luck. The good news is his arm is healing nicely and he reckons he now has a great looking bicep in that arm. I reckon it was all the massage from Dave that did it!
Living the dream, everyday!