Desert dreaming part 3 the crossing

Thief in the night After an easy day yesterday, servicing the bikes and swimming, Pumie bore was a great camp, hot shower, table, and shelter. After a night spent relaxing we were keen for the French line and the dunes to start. Phil’s morning brew was put into jeopardy by a thief in the night that broke into his saddlebags and stole all his long life milk capsules, leaving a trail of little footprints back to his hole….

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Desert dreaming part two

Pegless Last week despite lots of exploring we made the Flinders, having the same accom for two nights made things easy, no set or pack up each morning and night. With a full day to explore we started with Blinman was Phil Hodgins had a huge group, chatting to Phil he followed us in yesterday and commented on how much fun we seemed to be having with tracks going everywhere, he was right. With no desire to join in…

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desert dreaming part one or no life at the moment

The water filling lake Eyre and making the desert come to life brings back memories, seeing my life is snowed under right now I might as well reminisce. When we headed out into the desert years ago lake Eyre was full to the brim, the flinders looked like the New England and the desert was literally crawling with life but let’s start at the beginning. Follow the rain We gained a couple of extras for the trip…

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Single track

  There has been a bit of talk this week about the loss of single track in Pine Creek State forest, whilst this is not new it is ruffling feathers again. To start with it brought back memories of over 20 years of trackmaking lost to Mountian bikes but after a couple of days I started to think more positively. One as a mainly adventure rider nowadays I have found so much great riding in new…

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been away

I have been away, took the van so no bike story, came back to plenty of changes work wise so been busy. I will do a proper post for next week, maybe a simpson story but too busy now

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A ride to remember

My brother in-law is a proud father to a little motorcycle rider born yesterday in Caboolture, naturally, the wife wants to go and go-gar over the new baby, so I’m trying to turn it into an adventure ride and meet her there a day later. All good to just over the border but southeast Qld is so full of people and so scarce on dirt. A trip to Malany years ago is no longer open, pretty sure a…

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The bush is a mess

As the wind howled last night and more timber down this morning the bush around here is in quite a mess. Bello range hasn’t reopened after the last huge wind a month ago, it really made riding difficult with huge trees down everywhere and no real way around. Rides at the moment are full of plan B and often plan C. My ride this week was blocked in so many places I retreated to young…

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Reserve Ride

With work commitments, a couple of projects on the go riding haven’t been happening the last couple of weeks. Still no time but with the bush across the there is no excuse, one trouble with adventure riding is that we often ignore what’s under our noses for tracks afar. So with dark skies threating to dump a much needed bucket on the dry bush it was straight across the road onto overgrown firetrail which looks…

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Mateship

It’s Australia day, another article to post, another week of no riding, Unless you count a trip down the back paddock to prime the pump on the creek. At least this week I was home, a family holiday last week made riding or a post impossible.   This week we did all the earthwork for a new shed, you can never have too many sheds, as I hosed down the dusty dry soil, my neighbour…

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