Trip Blog
Silver Foxes Dish Licking Trip
Gibbo had called the foxes in early at the Turramurra meeting grounds, he had spent 3 months doing distance and time calculations from first arithmetic principles. Hydro was instructed to leave the hi tech interweb thingies at home.the foxes were going analog. Hydro was fine with that as his brain had taken a shellacking from the day before and was just capable of coordinating throttle and gear lever.
It was an interesting route over the mountains and through the scenic valleys of Bathurst and Orange, we didnt notice the parched countryside on the road into Parkes because we kept hearing only got 15 left to go the Ghost of Boxys past.but go figure it was Pete thrashing his Palameno and sucking the petrol tank dry. Gibbo had known this would happen and had planned accordingly. He knew from Bombala that Pete had at least 100k left from the time he started panicking so there will be no issue parading into town.
No sooner had the Bikes been parked then the Pink Gin flowed, this was clearly a breach of the Fox rules and will need to be discussed when the full contingent of Foxes convene again..we cant have splinter groups of cocktail sipping latte drinking foxes on the loose. I think the fact that Gibbo had organised a trip that got in early rather than 2 hours late set the scene for some heavy consumption.
A fine dinner was had, Hydro was in charge of chatting up the toight like a tiger physical culture (is that still a thing) ladies from Brewarina, while Gibbo was regaling stories of taking cows wherever he could, to stock Kangaroo Valley. Either that or he was trying to take stock of his kowtowing. Thats what Pink Gin will do to you.
It was the usual Fox morning with an agreed take off time of 8.30, but most of the group ready by 8 except Hydro wtf he’s usually the culprit. On to the dish where the Andy R took a great video of Hydro taking a selfie of himself. Then for the Davos speech equivalent of astro physics. Hydro pontificated for 45 minutes on the minute workings of the tracking station. It made about as much sense as Russ in Davos.
Then a straight run home…another great fox adventure
Riders: Pete, Steve, Andy R, Andy G
Silver Foxes Motorcycle Club Australia 