This was our first weekend away with the motorcycle trailer all setup for camping. With our tent and camping gear packed up we hit the road for a weekend away to test our set up.
This was meant to be another chapter of the travelling handbag. However Covid19 put a stop to that. Instead we kept close to home and spent a few days down the coast.
As we exit the airport my sunnies fog up instantly as we hit the wall of heat and humidity. Welcome to Far North Queensland. I don’t often fly domestically as I usually ride or drive, so it’s a bit disorienting as I don’t quite have a sense of how far north we really are. Cairns is 2,500km north of Canberra via the most direct route, or 2,900km if you follow the coast.
This is a quick weekend trip to visit friends who recently relocated to Cairns for work and to pinch one of his bikes to see some of the sights and ride some of the roads I’ve heard so much about.
We need to say yes more often. This weekend I took up the offer to go riding with a new group of people. We took in many great roads in the NSW and Victorian high country and had a lot of fun just hanging out with a new group of riders.
While I’ve completed a few of these rides now, I wouldn’t say they are easy, just that our approach to them is more casual. We know what it takes. A ride like this is not about speed it’s about consistency. It’s spending time in the saddle not in the cafe sipping your latte.
The Saddle Sore 1600, or 1600km in 24 hours. The minimum endurance ride certified by the Iron Butt Association (IBA).
This weekend wasn’t about a big ride. It was a chance to simply get out for a ride in the mountains, do some camping, and just hang out with a couple of mates. A chance to escape the city and just be in the moment. Enjoy the scenery, the road, and the angry growl of a 14 echoing off mountain walls. Just enjoying being alive.
Weekend motorcycle ride to the western NSW town of Wilcannia for the inauguration of the Iron Butt Association (IBA) Australia memorial. An opportunity to ride, camp, hang out with friends, and remember friends no longer with us.
It’s two months since our ride in the Swiss alps and we are craving more time in the mountains. Last minute plans saw us on the bike and heading for the Australian high country for an early Spring ride.
They say there’s no motorcycles parked in front of a psychiatrist office. But man after battling the winds today there maybe one outside the Physio. Today’s ride was to Barneys cafe at Bookham.
When Deb initially mentioned the weekend to me she suggested we take the bike. Okay, she had me at bike…. so we decided to make it into a long long weekend by taking Friday and Monday off and do a bit of exploring.