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.
It’s really easy to forget just how fast life can change and sometimes the reminders are stark and in your face. Or in my case lying in the middle of the road in peak hour traffic, wondering what the hell happened.