I missed last week’s blog and didn’t even realise it until a couple of days ago. When I did realise, I guessed you were all probably too busy with Christmas and family commitments to notice. At the very least I expected you’d all understand.
So I let it go a week.
The only riding I’ve done was taking the repaired 125 over to Marty’s for another grasstrack afternoon on New Year’s Eve (yesterday as I write this). Craig Murcott, Marty, Phil Davis, Wolfy and I howled around that fabulous chunk of ground for a while and it was truly blissful.
For me that type of riding is some of the best there is. Wolfy and I managed to not run into each other, so that was good. I saw Phil come unstuck on a tight corner while Marty was in very hot pursuit. I didn’t see anything untoward, but experience tells me when Marty’s on your tail, you’ll often find yourself faceplanting with a DR650 suddenly inserted in your tailpipe.
I avoided any drama by continuing to ride like a little old lady who’d forgotten her glasses, so not only could I not catch Marty, I couldn’t hold him off when he caught me. Everyone else pretty much roosted past me without noticing. That goes without saying.
Getting parts for the KTM turned out to be tricky. Fortunately I had a spare expansion chamber, which was the main damage. I also had spare levers and a few other bits and pieces. I didn’t have any spare plastics though, and I had to order them from the US, so the old ones were held on with duct tape for this session, and the fork protectors were kept in place with a cat’s cradle of zip ties that did the job. The front brake line is working, but frayed where it was pinched in the collision, so it’ll have to be replaced ASAP. I wasn’t going to miss a ride at Marty’s when the brake was almost working most of the time.
Meanwhile, Dave and Karen Ramsay are off to ride in Thailand. I’m not sure of their departure date but it must be soon, and I hope they have the best time. Riding in Asia – or anywhere – can be a really life-affirming experience, and you can bet those two will make the most of it.
And, for those who don’t follow Pottsy on Facebook, he’s taken the whole Secret Squirrel phenomenon to heart. There’s pics of Secret Squirrel in all kinds of amazing places, but my favourite is the pic of Secret Squirrel driving the four-wheel-drive and Pottsy complaining he can be a wild driver. That one cracked me up.
Cousin Matthew has found a new campsite he’s excited about a couple of hours from Brisbane and very close to Killarney and Stanthorpe. Here’s what he had to say…
‘This campsite is just two months old and the owner Stewart Bell needs a couple of free plugs to get it off the ground.
It’s currently set up for camper trailers/family’s etc, but he’s shown me a separate area he plans to set up for motorbike riders only, way from the family and grey nomads’ area.
The bikers-only area will have a converted hay shed set up as a dry area. Cooking, sink, toilet, shower and a fenced grass area for tents.
Alrighty. I obviously have to say I hope 2016 is good for all of us, but it’s true. I really hope it is. I thought last year was pretty fabulous from a riding point of view, so we’re off to a great start.
Who’s got what coming up soon?