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Bit of a long day today. Port Campbell was clouded in but didn't look like rain at all. I had a little look around the spectacular shoreline. Everyone knows of the famous 12 Apostles formations, but that is only part of the whole. These are hundreds of these tiny islands both sides of Port Campbell. They make for a spectacular coastline.
Then it was across to South Australia and Mount Gambier. No visit to this town is complete without going to view the spectacular Blue Lake - when it is blue. It is a crater lake fed by an underground aquifer which for part of the year has this spectacular blue colouring to the water. Around winter time it loses the colour and is a murky grey just like any other. No one is quite sure why or how the colour change takes place. Today, it was blue.
Then it was north through the Coonawarra District. This is an area well known for its wine production. The local soil is apparently perfect for growing red varietals. Every major Australian wine brand has a vineyard here, it seems.
The country soon opens out to wide plains dotted with the spectacular Murray River Gums. Eucalypts that grow tall and fat but are gnarly due to the plentiful droughts. Very picturesque.
It was getting late in the day so I began looking for some digs.
I've had this problem before. There are not very many places
to stay in this part of the country. Motels are few and far
between and most pubs don't do accommodation.
Took me a while travelling around the Adelaide Hills - great riding
as I went - before I eventually located a caravan park where
someone was home and willing to let me in. No cabins though,
the vintage is starting, so I was given a nice patch of grass for
the tent. Bloody thing broke just after I put it up so I am
sitting in a half fallen down tent writing this. Ah well - it
is pretty cosy.
Took quite a few photos today:
Overnighted at Adams in Elsternwick. They have a very comfy
couch. I still can't get used to daylight saving.
I wake at what feels very early to look at the watch and it is past
7am.
By the time I rushed about and re-packed the bike it was nearly
eight and about 50km through heavy traffic to Jeffrey Honda.
Stopped in at John Brak's to pick up the tyre monitor and presented
the bike for service.
They also wired in the lower tail lights, the GPS, the tyre
monitor and a 12v plug. It took half the day but the bill was
surprisingly small. I can thoroughly recommend Jeffrey Honda.
They do good deals, nothing is a problem and they are happy to
assist. They went to a lot of trouble to help get it
registered in Qld with my 60FLY plate, in cooperation with Pro Honda
in Brisbane.
If we can't be rich, it is good to have nice friends.
Finally left there at around three and back to Braksy's to pick up the rest of my load, have a quick bite and realise I didn't have a remote locking device for the bike. Back to Jeffrey's and they hunted one up and had it keyed in to the bike - that's a frustrating job, done with a smile by the mechanic. (But I think he was getting exasperated with me coming up with stuff to do.)
Finally away by 4pm and I was off West at last. Through the Melbourne traffic again, taking the Burnley Tunnel and out along the freeways to Geelong. Took the new bypass and before long I was on the Great Ocean Road. I promised JohnG I would get lots of pictures of Aussie roads on this journey to show our overseas friends, but the camera ran out of battery just after I took a photo of one lonely GoldWing parked outside Jeffrey Honda.
I did manage a couple on the phone camera, but it has a special cable which I didn't bring, so those won't be available until after I catch up with Charleen in Perth.
The run along GOR was terrific. This is a major scenic
tourist road and has lots of corners. But due to the general
tourist traffic it is usually full of slow moving cars, caravans and
campers and not conducive to quick motorcycle riding - though many
try.
Today though, being the first of Autumn and a little chilly, there
was hardly a tourist in sight and I was only slowed about four times
by mobile road-blocks. There are quite a few signed
slow-vehicle pull-ins and these helped.
Best time I've ever had on this road, although like I said, it was a
little chilly. But with the heaters on full and foot-flaps
open I at least had a warm-ish lower body.
Finally it started to get dark so I pulled in to Port Campbell and found a nice motel which has a heater. Just made it to the fish and chippery before closing.
Here's my only photo for today:
Pride of place. Frans might notice they keep the blue one hidden inside. |
I'm well sunburned, overfed, over-indulged altogether after three days at the Superbikes.
I won't bore you with all the details, but I sure had a great time. Caught up with several friends there from past Superbike trips, and from FarRiders. I also found that the little camera isn't very good at photographing fast-moving bikes, so there won't be much in the way of photos. I did do a panorama of the starting grid with all its colour so I'll try to post it.
Doing this up waiting in the showroom of Jeffrey Honda while they do a first-service on the new bike and transfer across some of the accessories. Hope to get going this afternoon out of Melbourne and heading west.
Stay tuned.
Click on the photo for a larger version, big download. |
After a most convivial night at the Alpine Hotel, Bright, we were all - well, almost all - up and ready to go at 7am. We had to wake Andrew though.
Turns out all the others had decided to go a different way this year and it was exactly the way I had come yesterday. So they went off and I went the other way. There was a road I had heard of that had recently been bitumened, between Falls Creek and Omeo. Now was a good time to take a look.
Just outside Bright I took the short sharp set of twisties across to the Kiewa Valley Hwy then turned right towards Falls Creek. This is a lovely road. Lots of turns and fairly smooth surface. There was also very little traffic, I only had to safely overtake one truck and one mower tractor. Thirty kilometres of Motorcycling Heaven to get to Falls Creek.
Falls Creek is very quiet at this time of the year, so I kept going, past the lake and out on to the high plains. It feels like riding on top of the world. OK it isn't very high by world standards, but with nothing visible higher and lots of lower ranges in the distance - you get the idea.
Then I came to the new piece of road that takes you down to the
Omeo-Talangatta Road. This was only recently finished and
sadly, it wasn't done very well. So although it isn't a good
riding road, it was a time to take it easy, ride the bumps and enjoy
the scenery.
Being mostly downhill and fairly steep, I was reminded of the famous
Banjo Paterson poem, I didn't have a stockwhip, but was going a bit
quicker than a "torrent down it's bed". I certainly did a good job
of bedding in the brakes on the bike. They were a bit smelly
by the time I arrived "at the bottom of that terrible descent".
Then it was travel in to Omeo along 35 kilometres of very tight twisty road. Both the bike and I were getting a good workout. I'm planning to do a lot of long straight roads in the next few weeks, so I made the most of it.
Omeo bakery was a good place for morning tea and a bit of a break before tackling the Omeo-Bruthen section which is always a lot of fun. I teamed up with a couple on Ducatis. He was uncatchable, but I could just manage to keep her in sight, so whilst we were probably travelling a bit slow by Ducati standards, I enjoyed it.
After Bruthen, it was back in to civilization with lots of
traffic and long sections for the few hundred kilometres to Phillip
Island.
I arrived there an hour or so ahead of Andrew and Sheryl so got the
chance to meet our hosts for the weekend, Laurie and Jan. Very
nice people and this should be a good weekend of watching other
people go fast on motorcycles.
Everyone's ready to go, But Where's the Boyds? |
View of Kiewa Valley from Bright-Tawonga Road |
Quiet reflections at a power station |
Getting Artsy |
Is it a fixed Wing? |
All quiet for the summer |
The beginnings of the new road, snaking across the high
plains. |
Lovely old Norton on the road to Phillip Island |
All the bikes safely tucked away |
Me, Laurie, Jan, Sheryl and Andrew tucking in to Mexican fare. Yep, that's my Mango Margarita |
The New Beastie.
Picked up this morning from Jeffrey Honda. A gleaming new
09 GL1800 Goldwing.
Colour? Is there another? This one is a nice deep rich
red. Just glows in the sun.
Left Adam's quite early, we both went our own ways on our bikes. I turned east and travelled in to the sun all the way to Jeffrey Honda at Ferntree Gully. They advertise with AWRA and did me a good deal on the about-to-be-superseded model. I'd heard they had to get rid of floor stock so I picked up the demo model (410km on odo) for another swag of dough less.
Very Happy.
After getting the rego and insurance sorted - keeping the 60-FLY plates - I headed off for Bright where I hope to meet up with Andrew and Sheryl from Casino so we can travel together to The island tomorrow.
Really nice ride - fine weather - new bike - good roads - Mark Knopfler on the Ipod. The kilometres slipped by. Naturally the bike is much tighter and easier to handle than the old one which had 127,000km on the clock. My first Brand new GoldWing.
Ahh - you're all going to get sick of me writing about the bike.
So here's some pictures of it:
The Old and the New | ||
On the Road - nice dash. | ||
Parked and washed for the afternoon | ||
Pretty colour huh? | ||
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Not too much actual riding today. More of a social day around Melbourne. I caught up with JohnG and Kaz for breakfast, John and Margie Brak when I went to their place to do some work on the bike. Bought a new bike. Also caught up with Dean (Yankee In Oz) and we had a nice long lunch and a good talk. Then finished up at Adam's place for the night.
Tomorrow I head out again for Bright, Vic to get ready for the mountain ride over Hotham and on in to Phillip Island.
Didn't even take any photos. Guess I was just too busy socialising huh.
More tomorrow.
Storms through the night made me happy I decided to stay in a motel. Woke this morning and it was lightly overcast with rain showers around. Ah well, this is Victoria - or close enough.
Today I need to place the FarTH in some scenic out-of-the-way
place and then head on in to Melbourne.
So I had heard of the Bonang Highway from Bombala, NSW to Orbost,
Vic. Supposed to be pretty good. We'll see.
South through Nimmitabel and pulled up for some breakfast in
Bombala (pie and coffee - it's all they had). Just after
it is turn off and go through Delegate. Had a strange
experience on this section. I was getting ready to go from
Bombala and a bloke got in a Commodore in the other side of the
road. I had to fiddle with a few bits and noticed he was just
sitting in his car.
So I eventually moved off and he pulled out behind me.
I headed to Delegate whilst the main road turned off to the south,
but the Commodore stayed behind me. I set my cruise at 107 and
he stayed fairly close behind. I don't too much like being
followed closely as I never know if the driver behind is on the ball
or not. Some nice corners came up, so I flicked off the cruise
and layed in to a few corners just for fun. Sure enough the
car increased his speed to match. Grrr.
Pretty soon the town of Delegate came in sight and he pulled in to a
side street and I continued on my own. Some car drivers
are just annoying.
That behind, I continued on towards the border and encountered
several small stretches of gravel. Not too bad as I could
always see the other end. But then one stretch continued
around the corner. it was wet and with some clay sections was
a bit slippery for the GoldWing. back on bitumen I hoped this wasn't
going to happen too often.
Then another stretch with a sign "Gravel Road Next 7 Kilometres".
Oh well, I had come this far so I can deal with 7 kliks.
Gingerly, I rode on. This bike really does not like rough gravel roads. Skips all over the place and slips as soon as it gets into wet clay. Eventually got to the end of it at the Victoria border. Phew! Bitumen all the way now. These Vics know how to build roads!
Sure enough the road turned into a lot of tight twisties and I began to have fun. The surface was wet and lots of dropped tree bark strips made me a bit careful but it was fun nevertheless.
I came across a sign that showed 105km of winding road. An excellent place to leave the FarTH. So I stopped and set it up and took the required photos. Later today I'll post the coordinates and it is up to someone to come get it. I must remember to tell them to come from the Vic side and miss that 7km of dirt.
Off I went again, having a nice ride on the 105km. Went through the small town of Bonang, after which they named the highway.
Then something went wrong. "Gravel Road" the sign says. Did I take a wrong turn through the town? No. There weren't any turns. Oh well, can't be too much surely.
12 kilometres later I was wondering when this was all going to end. Surely not the whole 80+ kays in to Orbost. Someone has had a lend of me telling me this was a good road. I do not like dirt roads on a GoldWing!!!
But soon enough the hard black stuff returned and I had one of the best rides ever the last 80 kays in to town. Lots of twists and turns and hardly any traffic.
All too soon I got to Orbost, got some fuel and headed on the long couple of hundred kays of boring Princes Highway into Melbourne. Ah well, time to listen to a few podcasts. Nothing like settling in for a long ride hearing about how a photon of light has the characteristics of a wave as well as a particle.
Got in to Melbourne with a lot of windy weather and finished up at JohnG's place for the night.
Got places to go and people to meet tomorrow. Should be a nice day.
Today's piccies:
Got the FarTH on the dash and looking for a place to put it. |
Looking back into NSW and its gravel road. |
Vic roads will all be blacktop won't they? |
Looks like a good spot. A few stickers on the sign already - all motorcyclist stuff. |
There it stays until someone picks it up. |
Thank goodness that's over! |
Rest of the road was a bit like this only twistier. I didn't stop for pics on the really good bits. |
This'll give an idea. |
Alone at last. Don't get me wrong, I love riding with
mates, specially other GoldWings and certainly the group this
weekend. All seasoned and willing to ride.
I also love riding with Charleen - the best of all.
But today I set out on my own and that is another dimension altogether.
I didn't hear JohnG take off very early. I roused when the Queenslanders rode out - too late to run out to say goodbye (might have scared the horses too). But I sauntered out to farewell the remaining three. I downloaded a couple of podcasts then packed up and got under way myself.
Keeping off the highway, I retraced yesterday's steps back to
Binnaway and continued on to Coolah. Nice cruisy riding.
I slowly caught up to a lone Harley rider so sat behind for a while.
He wasn't noisy so no problems there.
I was thinking it was nice. I didn't know this guy from Adam
but saw him glance in the mirror and there we were, without words,
sharing the experience of riding in the country - two kindred
spirits.
Then we came to a couple of corners......
So, after leaving him well behind, I rode my own pace for a while.
Fuel in Coolah then head further south, turned west on to the Golden Highway through Dunedoo and almost to Dubbo, then cut through to Wellington. A short break for morning coffee then on to the Mitchell and Olympic highways.
I had two goals today. First was to visit the town of
Stockinbingal, NSW. It isn't much of a town, actually
designated a village, but it is semi important to me.
There's a song from years ago by an Aussie singer Lucky Star, called
I've Been Everywhere Man. In my travels over the years I have
visited all of the towns/ locations in the song. Except two.
Now there is only one. It is actually only a couple of hundred
kliks west of Stockinbingal, but I'm not sure if I should go there.
Maybe another time.
Then it was head east for another goal. In FarRiders, we
play several riding games, the latest being a Treasure Hunt or FarTH.
A small sticker is placed in an out-of-sight spot, generally at a
scenic place and the coordinates logged and posted on the website.
Then it is see who gets there first on their travels. Find it
and take it to another spot. Repeat.
So the latest spot was at Mt Ainslie, overlooking Canberra.
I found it easily enough from the posted clue and it now sits on my
dash awaiting another scenic spot tomorrow.
That all done, I went further South to Cooma and tomorrow I might head into the Big Smoke. But nothing is certain.
Just a couple of photos - I should do more:
Parked up in Stockinbingal. |
Hiding place for the FarTH |
At the Lookout |
Canberra from Mt Ainslie |
Parked in Coonabarabran's Main Street. It is on a major highway so lots of trucks thunder through. |
Wing at Siding Spring |
We walk up to the Observatory |
The huge 3.9 metre Anglo-Australian Telescope. |
JohnG admires the surrounding view of the Warrumbungle Range |
Annette attempts a group shot with the mountains behind. All mirrored. |
The lush countryside near Tooraweenah |
We surround the Binnaway Pub |
And in the Imperial Hotel, Coonabarabran, I get served the largest steak I've ever had. I didn't get through it. |
5.00am - ready to go |
Breakfast At Maccas |
A bit of roadwork to keep us on our toes |
Another coffee stop at Barraba |
The countryside is green and lush for the moment |
I'm being followed... |
Look at all the Red!! |
Tucking in to our BBQ dinner. |
Larry backs the Wing in undercover for the night. |
Eric arrives at Warwick |