Well, home again from the 2018 Kosciuszko Rally after an 1,800km round trip with good friends. I arrived back at base about 2:30pm Monday afternoon having waved goodbye to Tom and Stuart at Milbrodale at the top end of the Putty Road.
Like Sean, we managed to dodge any bad weather save a short period in low cloud/misty conditions as we negotiated the section between Lithgow and Kurrajong crossing the Blue Mountains.
It was good to catch up with Saxon 7 at lunch time in Molong.
We had pulled up in front of the bakery but quickly decided a counter lunch in the pub opposite might be a better deal. Stuart enjoyed his lunch and seems to be the last one strolling back across to the bikes.
The pub stop overnight in Harden was good fun - typical boisterous Friday night in a country pub.
Saturday morning we were off at a decent time for a lovely little run down through rolling green hills to Jugiong where we breakfasted in style at the Long Track Pantry (left of picture - not the wine bar).
The inevitable freeway section down the Hume Highway to Tumbalong was surprisingly free of traffic and we turned off to cruise through the lovely towns of the northern slopes of the Great Dividing Range like Adelong and Batlow to our lunch stop at Tumbarumba.
After lunch it was the run to Khancoban through more beautiful green rolling hills with the odd glimpse of the snow covered mountain tops of the Snowies. Since Khancoban had the last pub before the Geehi campsite it was necessary to consume a cleansing ale and check that we had enough lubrication on board to get us through the night. Stuart opted to grab some cold ones and red grape juice while Tom and I each had the standard rally fare of a bottle of port already safely stashed in the panniers. We took in the mountain panorama from Scammell's Lookout in the national park on the way in.
We found the Red RS and it's well travelled owner, TWB along with his Victorian riding buddy and arranged to saunter down to the area they had pitched tents as soon as we had set up camp. So armed with drinks and chairs we descended upon them hoping not to cause too much alarm (see TWB's picture of the arrival of the FKR bunch).
As night fell the temperature started to drop quickly so a decision was made that all five of us would move to the nearest big campfire. Since we arrived at the fire with armfuls of firewood we were immediately welcomed and introduced all around. Lots of bike and travel banter ensued and it quite late before the inevitable sign that it was time for bed (the bottles were empty).
Sunday morning dawned after a pretty cold night (around 0 degC judging by the frost on the open ground) with very heavy dew, so wet pack up of tents, consume the bacon & egg rolls, say goodbyes and we were off up the southern side of the mountains along snow lined roads to Australia's highest town, Cabramurra for coffee.
Our route then took us through the locality of Kiandra and north across the mountains above the tree line until we descended past Talbingo and into Tumut for lunch. The afternoon stretch north east along the Hume freeway was the opposite of our ride south - more traffic and heavy crosswinds made it hard going until we pulled off at Gunning for the last leg of the day up to the Black Stump Hotel at Trunkey Creek. This last leg was a delight - continuously up and down hills and bends of varying speed guidance signs. I think Stuart especially enjoyed it as it seems he has a problem with breaking off the small tangs on the outer edge of his footpegs.
The pub was basic (well it is beyond the black stump) but hospitable and we enjoyed ourselves. Homeward bound on Monday morning up to Bathurst, Lithgow and over the Blue Mountains via the Bell Line of Road then north up the famous Putty Road for lunch at the well known Grey Gum cafe.
Looking forward to the next one.