Charlie's Unexpected Wounder
Trip Start Sep 09, 2004
394Trip End Ongoing
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And so.. we rolled back in to Rosebery, after completing a full circle of this insanely magical land. And when I say rolled I do mean rolled - the bike literally coughed up her last mouthful of petrol about a mile back, then died. We basically freewheeled back to town in a comfortable rolling silence stopping just short of Shiny's place. It could only have been a few metres. Had to push the rest of the way up on to the drive. What a finale. And what a ride.
Tassie has easily been the fat dollop of icing on the whole Aussie cake and certainly one of the most memorable collection of random antics I've had in a while. It also has to be one of the ultimate holidays for bikers. It's like having the Isle of Man all to yourself and going totally mental. Corner after corner after corner, excellent conditions, great road surface, total lack of police and tremendous scenery to fill in the background. What could be better? And it doesn't end. It's just one continuous rush of adrenaline, and all there is to do is ride on it, have the time of your life and grin from ear to ear until you get tired. Tired? I know. It's wrong. But that's how it is. It's magic.
The SV's been a dream and has exceeded every one of my expectations. We've nailed her rear tyre but then she really deserves no less. Had a few arse-puckering moments too and she got us out of the sticky stuff like a true godsend. We've come such a long way from ripping up New Zealand on the Bandit last year with all that weight in tow. And Chicken's been a proper star. I've been riding like I would without her and she's been holding on tight and throwing us through the corners like a pro. She's started getting really into it too and I wouldn't be surprised to see her go for her licence at some point. We went in to a bike shop the other day to get some chain lube and I caught a glimpse of her holding a nice jacket under her chin in front of the mirror. It's only a matter of time.
So we've made it. In one piece. Which is great cos' we were proper muntered this morning. Following last night's madcap finale in Launceston we woke to a solid banging on the door for us to get packing. We'd slept in and were in no mood to rise and shine. After dragging ourselves out of there with the greatest of reluctance and wolfing down probably the best eggs benedict I've ever devoured we rode over to 'The Gorge' and spent most of the day lying on the grass drifting in and out of consciousness. Chicken spent much of the time in silence, Charlie looked exactly how I felt, and the whole delicate wordless rejuvenation was bliss, that is until Chike started with her hands on her knees and threw up everywhere.
Charlie leaves in a couple of days. His bike died shortly after we got back, something to do with the main chip in the ECU which basically means game over. He was wounded, and naturally, I was sore for him. His mate Pauly is taking a couple of days off work to bring the ute over from Victoria. He'll be picking up the bike and it's devastated owner and ferrying the whole lot back over to the mainland. I'll be staying on in Tassie a bit longer, just to make the most of the time here. Chicken's still unsure of her plans, but then she's at the very beginning of her time in Australia, where the options and opportunities are pretty much unlimited. My time's very much limited, and rapidly coming to an end.
Will be sad to see Sir Charles go. He's been a great road buddy and easily one of the most genuine people I've ever met. There's talk of some ridiculous overland ideas in the near future, in other continents, but I'll leave all that there for the time being. For now it's just a case of catching more quality time with Shiny and Chick before moving on. Naturally there's been a bit of a stir regarding taking on a few treks and summits. The west coast of Tassie is riddled with mountains, lakes and general outdoor goodness so we'll no doubt be getting stuck in, which will be interesting as I've only got a pair of swim shorts and some old trainers to kick about in, and I'm still sporting a sore arse..
Where I stayed
Shiny's Place, of course