It’s Monday night, so if I get something here in a hurry I technically won’t be late.
I’ve been out to Cameron Corner with Craig Murcott and a mate of very long standing, Al.
My plan was to head out on the Longest Day route to mark the tenth anniversary of the ride. Craig had never been out there and was keen to tag along, so he was in. Al was to meet us at Guyra and ride with us to Narrabri. At Narrabri he was planning to spear off and head home again.
We were away on time, and Marty HC was at the Wimpy and rode with us as far as Summervilles Road. From there Craig and I rumbled along at the agreed speed-limit pace to Guyra where we settled in to a coffee and a plate of chips and gravy. Al turned up bang on time, so off we went, chortling along and having a good time.
We pulled into Narrabri, fuelled up and headed off again. What was weird about that was, somehow, Al headed off with us.
He was supposed to turn back, but when we hit the sand west of Bourke, there he still was, punting his BMW along like a good’n and apparently having no end of fun.
The weather was glorious, but it was a hot year with temperatures consistently in the mid- to high-40s. It was as trouble-free a run as I can remember. We stopped at the landmarks, dodged ‘roos and emus, gawped at eagles and generally had a good time. The new bloke running the Cameron Corner store didn’t seem overly happy to see us – not that that was a big deal – and we had a wander before heading back to spend the night in the Tibooburra Hotel.
The run back was uneventful, with an overnighter at Burren Junction, a humungous pizza we didn’t think we could eat (until Craig dug deep and managed to smoosh down the final piece) and no bike troubles or injuries.
All round it was a very pleasant way to round out the year.
Best of all of course, I was able to ride the Dominator. Unfortunately, it looks like I’ve rattled the plastics to bits again, so in the new year I’ll be begging Craig to have another look at it. Still, mechanically, the bike was smooth, reliable and whole lot of comfortable fun, so I’m pretty happy.
It seems no-one actually rode the classic Longest Day route. The publican at Cameron Corner said he was booked out for the night of the 21st, but Boris, Pottsy and Marty HC went up to the headland on the morning of the 21st, and there was no-one.
Bummer. I guess all the starters were from other locations.
I did enjoy the texts I received from Boris Everson and Mick Crutch while we were out there, and they brought back a lot of memories. It’s sad to think our part in the event is probably over.
But that means we can move on to something else!
Craig and I have been discussing possible rides. We’ll let you know if we come up with a good one.
Have a great Christmas, everyone.