Dorrigo

Friday morning saw the crew leave on time and head for Armidale. After having my problems diagnosed by the bike mechanic across the road from the motel and fixed, I was off to join them. The Duke did not miss a beat for the rest of the trip. After speeds in excess of 13k per hour I managed to catch up with the others in time to be in the group photo for the paper.

Riders gather in Armidale



Biblio Bruce meanders into Armidale Library

The highway was an easy ride and cars pulled to one side as I approached at speed from the year like a man on a mission. It was still cold, but no wind and blue skies. More morning tea then on to Dorrigo for lunch. After lunch we were invited to the local child care centre to ride around their carpark for their visual pleasure, but by the time we got there they were asleep. I did manage to go in and read them a book while the others moved on to Belligen.


Once upon a time there was a little red Ducati......

Great hospitality at Dorrigo Library

The road down was tight and slow, but the road along the river to town was a dream. One of the most beautiful drives in the country with sweeping curves to enjoy.

The road was magnificent and some even slowed to 150 to enjoy the scenery, unfortunately Ian did himself some damage by using his foot to hold up the bike when he stopped rather than his center stand. Ian did not realize how heavy a fully laden Honda with pillion was. Lots of Johnny Walker medicine and rest helped ease the pain.