|09-11-2012, 04:00 AM||#1|
Joined: May 2008
Location: Aussie riding North America
TW200 in south east Australia, ruling the world.
A quick RR on a 4 day trip I recently took on the little T’dub’ (TW200).
Took off from home (Wodonga, VIC area to Sofala, NSW and return).
You should come along…..
Across the Hume on the punt was my first stop. Rain had already began, but as soon I stopped, it copied me.
Boat was rocking a little, there had been amazing winds over the last few days. Fortunately, it was coming from the west, and I was heading north-east.
River Road is an easy ride with a great view.
Weather was again a PITA, sometimes rainy and always windy.
I got to Jinjellic and a log-truck driver called me the coldest man in NSW. He may well have been right; it was icy.
I got to Tumbarumba, and got a coffee mainly to hold onto the cup!
It was raining good and proper now.
Even had some hail.
Every now and again, the weather would turn nice, but it never lasted long.
I was heading to Wee Jasper.
Got to the pub, for a couple of beers.
Then, up the hill into Yass for the evening.
Stayed at the pub, as I wanted to dry my kit. Last drinks was 11:30, but I left after 2am. Barkeep was a good bloke.
Next day, after a late start, I had written in my diary when I got in ‘almost max beers’, whatever that means.
Anyway, saw the most awesome thing; look at this!
All full game of cricket in the middle of nowhere!
Guy on the truck…..
Dog and biker watching…..
Even a baby!
You don’t see that shit on the highway.
I keep going.
I then saw what I believe to be an old mine. You could get right up to it.
I have no idea when it was from, as there were no signs.
This is a particularly dangerous stretch of road, all sorts of monsters.
I got to Bathurst, for the short tar run into Sofala.
Camped at the local park, it was $100 for accommodation as the pub was full.
Was actually a really nice spot.
A few beers and yarn with those who turned up to the ‘meet’.
I was still tired from the previous night’s session, so bowed out early.
Left early the next day. The wind had calmed, which was a relief. I wouldn’t like to know my top speed with a good headwind.
That day, I was meeting friends for lunch in Frogmore.
I tried to take a ‘short-cut’ through a dirt road and wound up a little lost.
I ran into a lake. Literally. The road on the opposite ran into the lake. I could skirt the outside.
Looking for a way around the lake, I went up a track, and almost got stuck.
Pictures always struggle to show how steep hills are, but I tells ya, it was.
I headed back towards Wee Jasper.
And wound up having a few beers in the evening. Bar lady there is a loony.
Up early, lots of critters running across the road.
Though a stunning day.
There’s a roo near that sign.
Pointing out my well-endowed tyre.
That took one hour, I'll try to finish the rest tomorrow.
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