Well, that’s embarrassing. Both my debit and credit cards were declined when sorting out the rental insurance for the motorcycle this morning. In the end, Harry’s other grandad came to my rescue … it was looking like we were going to be walking 500 miles and maybe 500 more.
Funny, having a drink in the back of the ship this afternoon looking out over Olden and the mountains through the back windows … Somehow, it just didn’t seem real. Like a postcard projected onto a green screen … okay, a very grubby green screen.
With shows like Vikings, the interest in Vikings and that time period has really taken off recently. I’m fairly ignorant about the subject, and the only exposure I’ve had is from television showing them as ruthless sea-going warriors rading and pillaging other villages and countries for their own gain. So this trip to Norway 🇳🇴 is a great opportunity to gain some insight into not only Norway but also of Viking culture.
Walking into the foyer at our hotel was like a scene from a zombie movie … the lights were on, but no one was home. After travelling for 35 hours, we were shattered.!
It’s been four years since the handbag’s last journey. That trip feels like a distant memory now … so much, and yet so little has happened since the world shut down in 2019. In 2023, the handbag rides again!
Camping at Shoalhaven Heads with my parents was a great chance to just hang out. However it wasn’t all smooth sailing with us holding our tent up on Saturday night.! Literally holding it up so it wouldn’t come down on top of us as it buckled under the force of gale force winds and driving rain. The joys of camping.!
On Tuesday Deb said why don’t you go for a ride for a couple of days as I won’t be able to get away. With the statement still hanging in the air I was already planning where to go and like a cartoon all that remained of me was a dust outline, and I was outta here.
The plan was simple – drop in on a mate in Wagga who has recently just got out of hospital and then head west to check out a few more painted grain silos in west Victoria, find somewhere to camp overnight, and head home the next day.
After purchasing the ST1300 I upgraded the halogen H4 and some cheap LED driving lights mounted under the mirrors. This was better … but not a dramatic improvement. With a couple of big rides coming up with a lot of night riding and road conditions deteriorating after all the rain better lights would be a great investment.
One of my aims is to improve the low beam, as it’s unsettling not having good coverage of light on country road when there is a lot of traffic around at night.
In April 2021 I did a write up on a little Powertech Power Station I bought for motorcycle camping and my impressions. At the time my two main criticisms were that the battery was too small and that the charge rate was too low. I am now upgrading to a 300 wat All Powers Power Stations which I am hoping has the right balance between, power, size, and charge rate.
It’s been awhile since I’ve got together with my people, my long distance riding community. And Nambucca Heads was where it all started for me, it was the destination of my first 1,000km day. Here I found a community of like-minded people who enjoy the open road and doing big miles. Where a couple of days can see you anywhere in the country.
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