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.