Once we got over the big hill it was a long way down the otherside. Talk about thigh burn!! We had to get way down there.
Looking back up from about quarter of the way down
A closer look.
We had to go to the valley floor somewhere to the left.
After about 15min we got to the bottom. Heading for the Y shape part of road to the left.
At cloud line in the middle of the picture is where we came from. Would have been great photo material from there if the
cloud wasn't around.
Someones got a flatty!! Dodzo to the left and the chap on the WR without the ATGATT clothing is Mike Britton, the event manager for this
long weekend of organised fun. Thank you!!
Rocks are useful!! Tim trying to reverse his misdemeanours by helping out. It ain't gonna work boyo!!
Tim trying to figure out what the thing is that he is holding.
And he pulled it out of his own bag!
When we got into Omarama at the end of the day we gassed up the bikes ready for the following day. Tim took off his backpack with wallet and other gear in it and left it at the petrol station when he had finished.
It was closed when he realised what he had done. Luckily the petrol station staff saw it and kept it safe overnite
for tim to collect the next morning.
Tim Misdemeanour #3
Back at base. 10.30pm and some people doing late nite mechanicing.
An Africa Twin with it's guts exposed. Don't know if it did it any good
And the world famous Australian Geoff Ballard and his wife.
Geoff was helping people all weekend fix their bikes. A top bloke!!
In the hotel conference room doing route sheets for the next day. And bike storage area! The staff even put out their old towels for us to clean bikes and gear with.
Third and final day. 470km to go. Left the hotel at 7.15am.
going on the nite before.
It was back over Benmore Dam then a left to follow the road down beside the lake and up into the hills overlooking Aviemore. Knarly ride up to the top
over rock and tussock strewn tracks. But a excellent view at the top.
I need a bigger camera sometimes! Looking towards Kurow.
Malcolm, Craig, someone else, Noel. And my bike!
Then it was a steep rocky trip to the bottom. Once you started there weren't many places to stop. Another thigh burner! But fun.
Next it was lots of gravel road and back roads between Duntroon and Maheno where we had lunch at the school put on by the locals.
Aren't locals a wonderful thing to have in towns!
Craig in his leathers trying to chat up Dodzo!
And me trying not to fall off the wall while i was taking a photo of............