ALBANY VINTAGE & CLASSIC MOTORCYCLE CLUB
February 2008 Club News
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Bremer Bay Pub Ride
There was a good roll
up of bikes and
two sidecars for the 320km round trip to Bremer when a trio of Veteran
bikes pulled into the carpark, led by Andrew on his 1914 Triumph
followed by 2 BSA’s of Lyntons bringing up the rear. Unfortunately they
thought that it was a short ride, but that’s in 2 weeks' time. What a
shame, it would have been great to see the bikes on a ride, so we’ll
have to co-ordinate it better next January when Andrew is down.
Mind you he assured me that in its day his bike would do 60mph,
although not game to do it these days, especially with veteran brakes.
They decided on a ride to Muttonbird to see Richard, so after bidding
farewells we were off. First stop was Wellstead, where Jack Rowe was
already there and Wes and Barbara turned up, returning from Wignall’s
Blues Festival.
After an extended stop we headed off to the pub, what a great day
for a ride, the weather perfect. Some went to the beach for lunch, but
most went to the pub so tables were put together on the verandah and
meals and drinks ordered.
Great place, the views from the verandah are superb, the Barren
Ranges were very distinct in the distance. Wes and Barbara (who live
near Bremer) turned up on their Ducati’s to join us for a drink.
While we were there Aaron was telling me that on the way to Bremer his
bike started playing up, he pulled over by the side of the road
wondering what was wrong. Anyway there was a white goat in the paddock
next to him. The goat said, “It’s a loose HT lead”. As you can imagine
Aaron was a bit surprised at a goat saying this, but checked the HT
lead and it was loose! He put it on correctly and away he went, the
bike not missing a beat all the way to Bremer.
At the pub he said to the barman, “I need a drink. I had trouble with
the bike on the way here, and a white goat in a paddock told me what
the problem was, I can’t believe my luck!”
“Yep, you were lucky,” said the barman, “If it had been the black goat
he knows f*** all about motorbikes.”
Have Wes and Barbara got goats?
After a long lunch we headed back to Albany, stopping at Wellstead
again, this time for an ice-cream, premium fuel was $1.60/litre
incidentally. Eventually we headed home, Daniel having a longer trip
than most on his Guzzi living the other side of Denmark.
A most enjoyable day, I think we spent around 3½ hours riding
and 3½ hours talking!