How delightful. Poor Lucky (who can still hold his water very nicely thank you very much) heard little more than ” My bottom hurts” and ” I have to stop for a wizzy” from both Mohawk and Grizzly on what was otherwise quite a pleasant ride down through Spencer to St Albans and back over […]
Grizzly, Frilly, Mohawk and Nige headed north to Alaska where some food and drink were consumed. We also rode motorbikes although not quite enough for Nige. Note: Grizzly’s DR650 does NOT count as a KLunkeR š Cockadilly Mountain remains untamed.
A Ride to Snowy River??? Movement at the Club as Lucky passed the word, āA ride on Sunday don’t forgetā. The path and time as yet not clear, āJust check it on the netā. With baited breath and sweaty palms, I checked on ‘Nige’ each hour. No news of where, by which, of who My […]
And we did’nt. Leaving Monday morning with a song in our hearts three Niges: Lucky, Keys, and Black Santa headed out through Greta, Paterson, Dungog, and stopped at Gloucester for a nice little coffee. A few spots of rain developed into a maelstrom that emptied the streets and left the locals wondering if there really […]
Lucky is planning a holiday ride, probably around Walcha and probably Mon/Tue/Wed 16th – 18th April. Watch this space for updates or contact Lucky.
“Aww jeez Nige do we have to go if it rains ’cause my mum said I’m not allowed to get wet.” “Yes we do Lucky and I don’t want to hear any more complaints out of you” Lucky’s downcast expression didn’t go unnoticed by his friend Ant. “Don’t you worry about him Lucky. You ride […]
It doesn’t take much to amuse grown men does it? The ride to Maccas at 7 in the morning was fun in itself let alone the anticipation of the adventures to follow. The weather was perfect and all four Niges: Nige, Sideways, Mohawk, and Lucky headed south without a care in the world. That is […]
What again? Yeah nice pun Lucky. Anyhoo Nige and Lucky headed off to the hills for a nice dirt ride on Sunday. Mohawk was an early withdrawal suffering a flat rear tyre. Etiquette dictates that good friends and long time mates would wait with him till the NRMA arrived. We didn’t and both of us […]
Blue skies and fair winds welcomed five gentlemen setting passage for the rustic hamlet of Walcha; as fine a group of gallants that e’re trod this federated land. Motoring north we tarried in Gloucester where the local peasantry proffered us with fine Italian coffee imported, I assume, for just such an occassion. “Crumbs, this coffee […]