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It has been just under 2 and 1/2 years since I had been on my last overnight run to Yamba and it was long overdue for another one. As Greg was turning 60 it was decided to have a couple of nights in the cold at a farm stay style accomodation near Glen Innes NSW. Unfortunately/fortunately it was midweek (tough for work, great for traffic) and the numbers didn’t live up to the available rooms ( we only took 3 out of the available 7) but I was going to make it even if it killed me. It also gave me a chance to ride the Gwydir Hwy again and I also convinced Greg to stop at the Lawrence Hotel which we had visited on the Yamba trip.
The commencement point was the Iron and Resin cafe on the Gold Coast where we were to meet up with the coast guys for our trip south.
To say that plans change was an understatement. The main couple from the coast could no longer travel due to a family friends severe illness and our other mate Brad had to go via Toowoomba (West) to organise palliative care for his ill father. As Greg and I travelled out of way through crazy roadworks on the main highway to get to the cafe it started to seem counterintuitive. Luckily Charles and his mate were going to ride with us and take us through some really good twisties on the way. As we had a late start it was fairly late when we arrived in Lismore (after 12pm) and the Gold Coast guys were already talking about heading home soon. Greg and I (also Greg’s partner Anne) would have to ride into the setting sun for the last part of our trip to Glen Innes which was not our original plan ( too many Skippys trying to get a lift at dusk).
Val in Uki where Greg was chasing air for a flat front tyre ( turned out it was steering head bearings).
We hotfooted it down to Lawrence for lunch ( electing not to have lunch with Charles and Derek in Lismore ( we had only just had breakfast at the cafe)) and arrived there just after 2pm when lunch stopped.
Luckily the ladies in the kitchen offered to do fish and chips with salad for us. It was just what we needed ( and a beer) to fuel us for the trip up the Gibraltar Range to Glen Innes.
The commencement point was the Iron and Resin cafe on the Gold Coast where we were to meet up with the coast guys for our trip south.
To say that plans change was an understatement. The main couple from the coast could no longer travel due to a family friends severe illness and our other mate Brad had to go via Toowoomba (West) to organise palliative care for his ill father. As Greg and I travelled out of way through crazy roadworks on the main highway to get to the cafe it started to seem counterintuitive. Luckily Charles and his mate were going to ride with us and take us through some really good twisties on the way. As we had a late start it was fairly late when we arrived in Lismore (after 12pm) and the Gold Coast guys were already talking about heading home soon. Greg and I (also Greg’s partner Anne) would have to ride into the setting sun for the last part of our trip to Glen Innes which was not our original plan ( too many Skippys trying to get a lift at dusk).
Val in Uki where Greg was chasing air for a flat front tyre ( turned out it was steering head bearings).
We hotfooted it down to Lawrence for lunch ( electing not to have lunch with Charles and Derek in Lismore ( we had only just had breakfast at the cafe)) and arrived there just after 2pm when lunch stopped.
Luckily the ladies in the kitchen offered to do fish and chips with salad for us. It was just what we needed ( and a beer) to fuel us for the trip up the Gibraltar Range to Glen Innes.