This blog is dedicated to showing pictures of my travels and trail bike adventures.
Monday, February 25, 2013
Collombatti Flood Ride
Well, the water had receded slightly over the weekend.
Kingy and I were keen to have a look around.
Graham tagged along with us. He kept up too!
Kempsey Floods February 2012
Its been pissing rain off and on for over a month now.
We can complain about the weather all we want, but we can't control it.
The best you can do is prepare and use some common sense.
I took the opportunity to have a look around on one of the rare days it wasn't raining.
The South West Rocks Road, Smithtown and Summer Island way had all gone under at some stage.
Large areas of Kempsey are still underwater and would be for a while.
I liked the look of this lone tree in the paddock near Barnett's Lagoon.
People started exploring the roads, some to get supplies in.
Behind my house is a sizeable lake now. Perfect for boating.
The locals of Smithtown and Gladstone park their cars on the big bridge.
The main street of Smithtown was well under.
The Local Fire Service do some cleanup on the Summer Island Way.
Still blocked going in to Clybucca.
At the back of Coles Town Centre.
Kemp and Eden Street.
The longest Bridge in Australia.
Racecourse on North Street.
Second Lane off North Street looking towards Pacific Highway.
Kempsey Traffic Bridge.
Big Josh keeping the looters at bay.
Little Bell Chopper looking around.
Local Police keeping idiots out of the water.
The geese weren't phased by the floodwaters.
SES rally Point Gladstone.
Panorama off the Traffic Bridge.
Returned Services Club
View upriver from the Traffic Bridge/
Panorama from Rudder Lookout.
Summer Island Way power pole damage.
Elbow Street near Macleay Riverstone.
Eden Street Railway Overpass.
Second Lane Panorama.
I saw this Commodore stuck in Hastings River Drive.
I walked out and tapped on the window to see if anyone was in it.
The tinted windows and condensation didn't allow me to see in.
No answer so I answered a call of nature.
Then a head popped out the window.
I asked him if he required a push out of the rapidly rising flood waters.
He claimed he could get no further by pushing, so I convinced him to get out and try.
We pushed it up to a dry section of the road so he could wait for help.
What a nunga.
Sunday, February 17, 2013
Moonan to Barrington and Home
It was time to head home, after another night at Moonan.
The clouds rolled in through the night and gave us a light show I'll remember.
We inspected the old forestry hut with a view to organising a trailbike camp over here.
I set the timer on the camera and ran for it.
The sun was with us initially. It didn't take long to dissapear.
We made the dingo gate and stopped for a look around.
Yeah, don't be a pansy. Make sure you shut the gate.
Riding into the clouds at the top of the Barrington.
I felt the bike lose pressure in the rear tyre. Here's why.
The old fellows had powered on in front, so I pulled the wheel and boiled the billy.
Uncle Head gave me a lift into town on the Goldwing.
After a very uncomfortable 120 km round trip into Gloucester, I had a new Michelin Pilot fitted.
Here we are leaving Gloucester.
Stopped at Taree for a leak and a look around.
All in all it was a very eventful and enjoyable weekend.
Plenty of laughs and good company.
I'll have to do it again soon.