Ride Report - Melbourne to Townsville (return) 9
Day Nine (23 / 11 / 2012) Gilgandra – Werribee
Friday 23 November
I woke at 0600 and tried to sleep until 0630 when I got up, had a cup of tea, a fruit box and a glass of water. I packed most up, then packed SUZI except for clothing and then showered and dressed. I finished packing SUZI, warmed her up and was off at 0755.
It was a good run to Dubbo, where I filled up at Shell (had to wait to turn right at the roundabout) and cleaned the windscreen (but not as well as the servo attendant at Forbes). Then it was Hungry Jacks for breakfast (Whopper value meal) and to load up on Fanta (no Coke).
As I was leaving, I chatted to two brothers from Forbes who were in Dubbo to take their mother out for her 80th birthday. Then I was off, through Parkes and Forbes and into West Wyalong. Before there, I pulled over in a rest area to go to the toilet and oil the chain. On the way out I heard a motorcycle horn toot. As I pulled into the servo I saw another bike there, so after filling and paying, I chatted to Paul. He had a nearly new BMW 1200 GS, tricked up (farkled) with metal panniers, a heavy-duty duffle, a small cover pack, tank bag, SatNav and driving lights. He was from Brisbane and off to Broome for six months for work. It was his rundown/shakedown trip, to determine what was really necessary (different for every individual). After discussing items and routes (he was going through Melbourne), we parted with him going first. Within ten minutes he was out of my sight, but I caught up to him while he was stopped, eating fruit before a checkpoint. I continued on and into Jerilderie. Here I bought a paper. Then I was into Findley and Tocumwal, where a huge roundabout was being constructed. Once over the border, a police car had pulled a vehicle over and a dog handler was bringing a dog up to the car. Then just north of the junction with the Murray Valley Highway, police had pulled over a number of cars, which were in various stages of unpacking/packing. I got into Shepparton and had a meal at Hungry Jacks again (small this time). Then it was fill up at Shell and off on the ride home. This was familiar territory, so I tried to take special care. The ride home was routine – except that just near Beveridge, a girl in a black hatchback (ZDZ 140) waved at me but didn’t realise I would see her. I waved back and she looked amazed and gave me a “thumbs up”, which I reciprocated. The driver was on green Ps. Then it was onto the Ring Road and the Princes Freeway. The final drive home was marred by a driver and passenger both texting at the Palmers Road roadworks (it’s easy to see from higher and closer on a bike). At just before 2000 I pulled into the drive, turned SUZI around and parked her, gave her a pat and switched her off. I rang Fran to relieve her mind and Mike to tell him I was safely home.
My trip was over.
There's nothing I can't do, but there's a lot I won't do.
SUZI - I'm in love with her, but I'm afraid she's taking me for a ride.
SUZI - she dumped me, I was hurt, but we're both recovering now. We'll be going out together again once we're both feeling better.
We're both better now, but with heated grips, SUZI's now hot stuff!
Alas, poor SUZI, I knew her well. After being dumped a second time, I must farewell her.
I'm not flighty, but SUZI II has now stolen my heart.