Hello to everyone. I admit it: I’m rooted.
It’s Sunday arvo, and I’ve dragged my semi-conscious self to the in-laws for lunch and tried to stay awake, and now I’m slumped in front of the desk looking forward to the time I can say, “Off to bed!” without looking TOO much like I’m a worn-out old sook.
This state of affairs is brought about yesterday’s Longest Day ride.
I’ve done some fabulous rides this year, but I haven’t enjoyed any of them more than yesterday’s 750km with a stack of great people. There were great people from start to finish.
First up Boris Everson and Dan Vaughan both came to the start. Dan and Boris are the current record holders on Longest Day, although they don’t seem to get much recognition for their incredible effort last year.
Marty Hardcore showed up to lead us on the first section and try and sell discs to everyone.
There were 15 riders on the headland, and I was surprised at the number. The other big surprise was Gav Gill not being there. As the sun threatened to peak above the horizon, who should arrive? Only frigging SANTA! With lollies! On his BMW named ‘Blitzen’!
Off we went at 5.38am. Dan was on a scooter, but if he’d stayed with us I doubt I’d’ve kept up with him. He followed us down from the headland and peeled off to his home as we approached the highway. Boris mounted up on his veteran 625SXC and hit the road behind Marty H as we headed up to Dorrigo.
From there the day was one laugh after the other, with premium riding in between.
Karen and Dave Ramsay brought their usual breath of humour and great company, Ray (Butch) flew the Radguard banner with his mighty Benalli, Chris Laan and Maso rocked in from the Shed Market, Craig Murcott, Craig Wilson from The Caper, a couple of guys from Guyra – I still don’t know how they came to be there, but they were top blokes – Pottsy, Gav, Lean Mean Dean (Caroline is recovering, and was with us in spirit, for sure), Marty of course…just as good a group as anyone could hope for on any ride, let alone a perfect Summer day with not a cloud in the sky.
I’m not going to outline the story here in words and bore you all to death. I’ll run a few pics. Those who were there might get a smile out of the memories (and perhaps a revelation or two). Those who missed the ride this year can get a pretty good idea of how things went.
My tripmeter showed just over 750km when I arrived home at sunset. That’s less than half the distance of a ‘serious’ Longest Day ride, but as I admitted, I’m shagged today, and feel that I’ve shared a really great ride with some truly great people, and that’s more than good enough for me. I’m really hoping we can do it again next year.
Have a great Christmas everyone, and thanks for all you’ve done to make 2013 a great year.
See you all in 2014!