great pics wozza/swoody
engraved bottle of JD looks awesome on my Bar !!
Top weekend - my first and was great fun - rode back early Sunday morning with Beef and Scotty - lot of rain and wet roads but was a great ride. Stayed dry thanks to Bob's wet weather gear - thanks to Beef and Scotty for urging me on to wake up Lofty and Julie at 6am to borrow Loftys spare wet weater gear - did work a treat though lol will return it to you soon Bob yell out when you need it. Thanks Di and Mick for a wonderful weekend - very generous people.
Hi everyone ,finally got home at 5.15..drenched from the wet ride.....i reckoned ive hardened the fuck up with that hell ride home lofty...lol,first time in the rain and stayed upright...
great to meet you all and put faces to names...top weekend and thankyou Mick and Di for your hospitality it was much appreciated...
cheers Jake
Yep was a good run again was good to catch up with everyone again new and old ,well done Magilla to ride all that way and still stay up all night, top effort
special thanks to Mick and Di top meals,pub and bed
I,ll rebook for next year
Just another thankyou to Hootin, Maple, Bear and Rodders for your company on the way back .....wont forget that ride in the shite weather for a while....lol
and thanks for tightening up my sissy bar rack maple and hootin .........
Made it home. No probs. I'm stuffed and in bed. I'll do the thanks tomorrow.
Guys N Girls , What a weekend it was , it was great , my 1st thought wen i road into Harrow was F@#k this is bigger than i anticipated its so great that a fourm like this can bring so many good ppl together, it just goes to show the HDF AUST is more than a wealth of info, its a place where ppl are making mates 4 life, and many more will be made WE would like to thank you all for making one 80yrs olds B/day a day she will remember 4 a long time to come BEAR words cant explan the the thanks for the DEED you done MATE,
IMAGINE about 90 oldies out the front of the pub waiting for the B/DAY lady to arrive , there out there ,SHE is15mins late
[YER WHY WERE U SO LATE BEAR]
and she rocks up on a HARLEY MAGILLA was telling us last night that when he was holding the door open for the oldies to enter the dinning room that he was promptly told by a probly 70yr old
I THOUGHT SHE WAS COMMING IN A LIMO to which MAGIILA repled , IT IS A LIMO WITH AIRCOND
shit ive heard that a few times today PRICE LESS
its OUR pleasure to hold this event and are looking forward to catching you all next yr and meeting new ones ,
DI and myself would like to thank every1 who made the night another great success and look forward to a even bigger event next yr ..............................................................................................................................................................................................................
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DOT points THIS will be GOLD guys i think we will leave it up to u
ps, havent seen the pics as yet because my internet is over
People may add to any significant moments as they wish... hehehe! I hope I haven't missed much... • Pearl Jam was on Friday night. We got a lightning storm in the afternoon as I was going to take the Harley to their show. I took the car instead. • Pearl Jam was fantastic. 2.5 hours of absolute brilliance from the world’s greatest all-time band. • At Pearl Jam, I got to hear 4 songs I hadn’t seen them do live. That was pretty awesome. • I did the run after absolutely no sleep after the show • I am turning this into a Pearl Jam session. That would take me another three hours • Rode and met Hootin and Rodders at Bell St McDonald’s. That clubhouse is not as luxurious as the Krispy Kreme Klubouse. And it smelt of piss on the outside. • Arrived at Rockbank. We did some dirt roading after some knobhead overshot the servo to meet the westies. Hootin tore up a major divot, and some wire off a broke fence and a plank saw me do the greatest stunt you will ever see. No one can dismount a Harley like me. • I like landing in long, overgrown grass… • Met the westies and got things sorted as some stragglers like JAKE arrived. • Rode to Ballarat past Edinburgh and Glasgow. Well we weren’t in Scotland but you could’ve thought we were with the ridiculously thick fog. • I wondered if Madness has baffles in her pipes. They got pretty loud up the Pentland Hills… • Met the rest of the Vics up at Ballarat’s servo. Quite a bunch. • Then came “The First Tragedy of the Pants” – Hootin was bailed up by some stocky bloke in a pickup truck about the mileage of a Suzuki 800 bike’s tank. Being the helpful Suzuki technician that he is, Hootin sorted him out. And in all the excitement, allowed his overpants to touch his pipes and melt a hole in them, giving the pipe a cheap n nasty powder coating. • We all did some motorcross on the lumpy bumpy piece of sodomy known as the Glenelg Hwy leaving Ballarat. The bike felt like a jetski crossing waves. • Skipton became a piss stop. And no I didn’t spell that wrong. Jake and Rodders were perving on the mums playing pennant tennis. • Would Lake Bolac’s sporting teams be known as “The Bollocks?” • Lake Bolac had a sign declaring that they had a “Centre for Water Sports”. Okay… so does that mean they take the piss? Or spray it all over their lovers? • Dunkeld saw us fill with some unbranded “Jungle Juice” as Jake would say. Walka got paid out for having a horn that makes his bike go really, really fast, and why he bolts his thermos on the outside of his sporty. • Dunkeld had the prettiest and most polite service station lady of all time. And even more impressive that she rounded down everyone’s fuel bill to ten dollars even. Lots of bikes were going through there as well. • Watching Swoody and Hootin and other boys with hairy faces eat gigantic Dunkeld bakery meat pies is hilarious. • We then turned north-west for Harrow. The road was hypnotising straight. I think we all felt it. Our bikes seemed to be doing around 100mph (or 161kmh in metric). I’m sure we were at a legal speed. Madness started going really slow at this stage. • Swoody got into the fun during this hypnotic stretch and had the support van dragging the bikes. Either that or he’s north American and prefers right hand siding. He did mention later that he loves Holdens so much he was just showing us what his could do. • We got two mins of rain and it fucking stung. • Arrived at Harrow and doubled the population of the town. • Nice seeing the bar folk in Harrow will serve dodgy light beer to Finny and expect to live. • We learnt of Tapeworm and his castration via a car accident from Wozza. There could be no worse way to lose both balls… • The feats of Tapeworm and Scotty's avatars were duly noted and praised. Who doesn't like a dog humping the pink panther non-stop for about 18 months. Will he ever finish? And Scotty has a snowman who never needs viagra. LMAO. • These girls with giant ‘noses’ came by and everyone stopped and looked. • After about three hours in Harrow, the South Australians puttered in. Walka found out in Harrow he’d left his wallet in Geelong – so he was able to NOS back home and get it and NOS back to Harrow and still beat the South Aussies. Incredible. • Jake owns a Harley AND a Corvette. He likes his wheels the same as he likes his women - fast, expensive and topless. • It was great meeting Lofty, Scotty and Mick and all the other lads in person at long last. • A good blat over to Edenhope was spoil by almost hail-like rain at the very end. • Arrived at the Lake Wallace pub and everyone started drinking • We learnt how dangerous the hairy lasso can be, and how you may miss a good run if it claims you • The people who didn’t come, don’t like dark clouds, don’t maintain their bikes, or who are a a little bit soft-serve were laughed at. • We all put money into the raffle that Lofty rigged. We did our photograph and presentation. • Bear met his date. A well-kept ocogenerian. He took her for a spin on his bike and was well escorted by the other riders to make sure he didn’t go park on Lake Wallace and make whoopee or do hanky panky etc. Again, remember the lesson of the hairy lasso. • The night blurs at this stage. Everyone was surely into double figures on beer, locals playing pool may or may not have been hit on, Magilla told us the grizzly story of his fingers vs the central desert. And Lofty has a new bike every second week. • ¾ pants are coming back in fashion. You heard it here. • Somehow I got myself to bed… was woken by the sweet sound of Vance & Hynes exhausts in the morning right outside the window as two people nicked off. If you left between 8am and 8.30am – then you’re both assholes hehehe. • Hootin snores a lot and really loud. His sinuses are made by V&H! • Woke up feeling seedy. BACAMick’s cockatoo crapped in Magilla’s mouth during the night. • Had some wonderful $7.50 bacon and eggs at the local bakery. Oddly enough, we were served by the cook who, the night before when playing pool may or may not have been hit on… • All departed in the mid morning to some drizzle, saw of the South Aussies and left for home. • Oh and just out of Edenhope on the ride home - Rodders got swooped by a very angry magpie! I thought of Madness and I had chuckle cos I wondered what he yelled back at it. Can't believe I forgot that bit. • Decent weather to Horsham, things were going well until “The Second Tragedy of the Pants” occurred. My waders tore in the breeze of riding, BOTH legs, leaving me with plastic chaps flapping in the breeze. And now they wonder why I was calling them ‘poofter pants’. • A b-double locked up behind us at Stawell after Rodders decided to stop for a piss at a park, with no warning and moving so fast he was knee-down making the turn. I’m not even sure what happened. Maybe the truckie was memorised by my chaps. • That giant koala at Dadswell is really really lame. WTF. I think it'd scare the kids more than it impresses them. If they wanted a real giant koala, just have Bart Cumming stand there on the side of the road. • Was able to tie down my saddle bag flap and put my left glove back on all whilst on the move at 100kmh. FIGJAM. • With no waterproofing below my waist we left again. And got humped by rain. We seriously took it up the gary glitter – the rain was hard, the road became a lake, and we got to experience the joy of full semis from three feet away at 100kmh giving us 50 litres of water in the face. • At moments like these a full face fishbowl helmet becomes one of the sexiest objects in the world. So does a four-door sedan… • Thanks for nothing waterproof pants. • The rest of it was just being saturated and taking on some nasty, nasty weather. Thankfully the weekend was good enough that it wasn’t spoilt. • Home and happy, bring on Ballarat and the Eureka/Thunder Run.
I had a great ride home on saturday night, I went back to Geelong though Casterton and Hamlilton , then down the Hamliton H/way . Fantasic road, lots of nice twistys, I had some Cows on the road just before Hamilton and a Blue Heler chase me some were near Mortlake, and hepps of Magpies swooping
Half the trip has in the Rain, but with good roads it didn't worrie megeeting wet.
All round a Top day.
