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In another 14 days the hills and valleys of NSW and Queensland will reverberate to the sound of finely tuned British iron as members make their way to Bulahdelah. The feeling of adventure when the America turns the first wheel out of the garage. The pungent smell of long dead roos and wallabies on the side of the road. The stinging cold rain blasting into the open face. The sinking feeling one gets when you realise the rain has gone through the wet weather gear to your crotch and your testicles are floating like 2 decoys in a duck shooting pond. The heart stopping moment when going into a corner at speed you realise that the mishapen stump on the roadside is not a stump at all but a very large roo poised to take flight. The distant faraway look in the eyes of the sixties something stop-go guy at the roadworks as the bikes remind him of happier days and a BSA Goldstar. The relief when you find the sudden roaring is not a silencer that has fallen off but merely a empty road train about 2 feet off your butt out to prove his rig can pass any motorcycle. The despondent look on the face of the Hyabusa rider who passed you 2 kilometres before as he tries to explain to a cop that his throttle had jammed. The first pothole that sends a jarring up the spine that appears from nowhere. And all this before leaving the Island! Bring it on!!!!!!!!!
Ride safe and see you there guys!



Hey Kent, Jo & I just got back from a 6 day trip to Charleville.

1750 Klm. round trip. Overnight temps. of -6c.

Roadkill like I've never seen before. We decided to count the roadkill on the way back.

Charleville to Morven, 85Klms. approx. Over 100 dead Roos and 2 dead pigs. They weren't the problem though, it was the Roos that stood at the side of the road watching us ride passed.

FrankW Ex Speedmaster rider, went to the Dark Side now riding an America.