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The last (?) ride before winter hibernation

That’s right, this will be one of the last, if not The last ride we get in before winter really hits. It is getting pretty cold out there at the moment.
So fore-going our usual ‘coffee run’ we instead decided to head north to Deloraine and visit my sister.

Route:Middleton to Dairy Plains via Cressy & Longford.

Weather: typical Tasmanian Autumn – mildly overcast, some sun, windy, bloody cold.

Distance and time: 275 km, 3.5 hrs. Leave home 9.30, arrive 1.30. Leaving 3pm, arrive home 7.30.

Stops: Bridgewater for warm-up stop 30 mins, Campbell Town 15mins, Longford 15mins petrol.
Stops on way home. Perth, 30mins, Hobart 30 mins.

We woke to freezing cold, frost on the ground and some sunshine. We had the opportunity to decide not to but we rarely change our mind once we’ve decided to do something, and off we set.
The weather in the northern suburbs of Hobart was foggy and cold, and we were no already frozen before we’d really left, so a quick stop for a warming coffee. Nothing beats warming the insides when the air is biting. Crossing the bridge through the fog brought the word cold to a whole new level, even if it did look pretty cool.
Briefly warmed up we set off and while there were some (small) warm pockets in the sunshine, it was mostly cold. Cold air is one thing, but moving at 100km/hr + is colder still and I think we felt every last bit of it.

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A pit stop at Campbell Town before heading off, this time taking a side road with lots of nice corners and dips, before stopping at Longford for petrol. Straight roads are good but bends are better. Loads more fun.
The final stretch took us back onto the highway then the back roads to Dairy Plains.

This map shows the main highway route rather than the one we took as it wouldn’t highlight all the parts I wanted, and then there is a part missing in the map as well. The route we took is from where it starts at the bottom, along both light shaded parts, jointing where the road number is, rather than going back to the highway.

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There’s nothing like puppies jumping at your feet, a roaring fire, coffee and lunch to make you feel warm inside. And a good catch up with your sister.

Back on the road at 3, the evening temperature drop was already in its way and I knew it would beat cold trip home. Stopping at Perth, 4pm, for a petrol top up and calling home before getting back on the bike.

My body has become accustomed to the way of sitting on the bike and does not hurt so much the next day anymore. Mind you, after 5 hours of sitting on the bike and you feel every bump on the road. From tail bone, it rattles it’s way up your spine and vibrates into your head. We stuck to the highway and it was noticeable how few bikes were out and about. Hmm, I’m not surprised.

The further south we went, the darker it got, and I got that familiar thought going through my head. Now don’t get me wrong, I love riding pillion, and while it gets as boring as the car, because I’m not in control I still love it, and am always happy to jump on board. But every now and then I have this strange thought, “what am I doing one here?” The I would never have thought seriously about getting on a bike and yet, here I am, zipping along on top of two wheels and an engine, in the wide open space that is outside. A car will never give you this freedom, there is something wild and crazy and beautiful about being completely outside like this. Then, as it got darker, I had that same thought, it’s dark and here I am riding around on the back of the bike. I think it’s still the whole amazement that I have done this and am loving it so much. I hate roller coasters, but put me on the back of a bike at speed and I’m loving it.
And riding at night is pretty cool. Not sure how often I want to do it, but especially through town, I love it. I’ve said it before, but you see so much more when on the bike, a whole new perspective. And driving through Hobart, done it a thousand times, but last night was an eye opener, almost like seeing it for the first time.

Back to the trip. Where as I? Oh yeah, we stopped at Perth and then kept going til we hit Hobart. Crossing the bridge at Bridgewater (sounds really obvious when written like that) was just as cold as the morning, but we skipped through the train crossing a split second before the lights went on. Thankfully, I wasn’t prepared to stop in there cold.
Coming through the city, we took a right turn instead of straight through and then across a couple of blocks, finishing at Maccas for a coffee.
Now, this is a mere 40mins rote mum home, surely we could have kept going? Well that’s what hubby said, but we both agreed, we would have fallen off the bike at the house, and having a rest meant the last forty km was comfortable and didn’t feel like 140. Makes a huge difference to how you feel.

I write this on Saturday, it’s taken me all day mind you. We’ve visited friends, done some shopping, washed the dog, and getting organised for our road trip tomorrow. I’m going to love it, and will hopefully there will be some fantastic pictures to show you. A little big piece of Tasmanian history.
Friday was great, Saturday busy but relaxing, and Sunday… we shall see.
Have a great rest of your weekend, a happy Mother’s Day to all mums out there.

Jennifer πŸ™‚

What a Triumph!!

So, long story short.
We have the most awesome motorbike in our carport – that Speed Triple Triumph from previous posts – and a second hand shop gave us a lovely surprise with showing off a red jacket and pair of boots that needed a new home.
I can say that a wearing a jacket and boots that fit properly is so much more comfortable – Β and it means we can go out whenever we want!

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And the icing on the cake….IMG_1978

Be warned, there will be biking stories coming your way.
Jen πŸ™‚

bike road trip – day 1

Route: (Middleton) Hobart to Dairy Plains via the East Coast (Swansea, Bicheno, St Helens) Derby and Launceston.

Weather: typical Tasmanian Spring. Sunshine, wind, drizzle.

Distance and time: 531 km, 9+ hrs -leaving home 7am, arrive 4.30 pm.

Stops: Kingston, 15mins; Sorell, 30mins breakfast; Triabunna, 15mins; Swansea, 15mins; St Helens,1 hour lunch; Derby, 15mins; Scottsdale, 10mins petrol; Launceston, 15mins; Dairy PLains.

The day started well, out the door by 7, right on time, as I drove the loan car back to the body works and dressed for bike riding there. We were early enough to not be caught in the full onslaught of peak hour traffic and stopped for breakfast at Sorell, a good half hour out of Hobart. It was drizzling by this stage but as we headed further north and east the sun came out and was fresh but nice when we stopped another hour on at Triabunna. 20130928-134736.jpg The east coast of Tassie is beautiful. Rolling hills of bushland and lush paddocks full of sheep and froliking lambs on one side with the Tasman Sea, Maria Island and Frecynet Peninsula on the other. A perfect bike riding road in between. I was prepared to take lots of pictures, and hubby was happy to stop anytime I wanted but with the wind and hazy weather there was nothing that really stood out for me. Plus I was enjoying the ride and the feeling that comes with being out in the open air. There is nothing quite like it. Stopping briefly at Swansea to ease the sore bums, stretch legs and have a drink I snapped off a picture of what the weather was doing, and from then on it become really windy. 20130928-134841.jpg I was ok with it mostly, but its really hard to not overcompensate when taking a corner and having the wind wanting to blow you the other way. I do what i do on a normal corner but needing to push against the wind you don’t want to upset the bike and rider too much. Arriving around 12ish in St Helens we were ready for lunch and decided an easy fish and chips meal was just the thing. As most towns on the water who serve food, there is always a punt/converted fishing boat somewhere close by. I took the scallops while hubby had prawns and we shared a huge fillet of fish (flake for those in the know). 20130928-134947.jpg 20130928-134956.jpg 20130928-135106.jpg The next leg was heading inland towards Derby, an old mining town with a rich Chinese history. (If you take the bridge pictures, and signs along the way as any indication, we chose not to go through the museum this time) The wind did not let up and with road works along the way made the trip interesting but at least it was still sunny. Stopping by the river for a leg break and take a few pictures 20130928-135227.jpg 20130928-135234.jpg we were soon on our way again to Scottsdale for a petrol stop. From Scottsdale there was a range to climb up and over to get into Launceston and that’s where the fun started. We had agreed that maybe the rain would be better than the wind. Well, it pays to be careful what you wish for. It didn’t just rain, it hailed. Oh fun joy. A quick stop for rest rooms and to check the exact location of my sister’s place and we were on our way. Highway riding is pretty boring and in the rain, even more so. A hot coffee to warm the hands, clean socks and hogging the heater helped to thaw us out. And that was day 1.

Update. I forgot the maps.
Hobart to St Helens.

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St Helens to Derby.

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Derby to Dairy Plains via Launceston

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New hats and a road trip.

It’s only Tuesday and I’m already tired. No rest for the wicked here though. I’ve barely had time to empty my market boxes and my emails are building up way quicker than I can read and catch up.

As I type hubby is sorting out bike gear and getting ready for tomorrow’s trip. I’ve got my camera battery on charge with the iPad and phone charging over night. My miniscule bag is ready to go – how much do you really need for one night when yore not doing anything else in between times, plus we only have the size of a large back pack to take.
At least the scenery will be good tomorrow, lets just hope the sun is shining and not raining

The loan car will be returned tomorrow early and collect our fixed car on Thursday or Friday.
I am now a committee member of our local community centre – eek!! Another hat to wear and more things to organise. I’m going to have to keep a diary now I think. It’s all about new young blood in the system.

There are pictures to take, blogs to write, people to ring for our upcoming market, emails and blogs to read and reply to, craft to make (I do have a couple of weeks till next market, but I’m quite impatient when I set my mind to something)… so many things to do and not enough time.

School holidays start next week so I will be at work, on the early shift, the eldest has work and work meetings to attend, hubby is back at work. Yep thats my life. Never ending busy. I wouldn’t change it for anything. Just the occasional sleep in would be good though. Maybe I should go to bed earlier???

I’ll be back on Thursday, or Friday with hopefully lots of pictures (hubby knows my need, (yes, that’s not a want but a need) to take photos of where we go) of our trip.
Here’s hoping I can walk once we get home. My main issue will be getting on and off the damned bike, it’s a lot higher than dad’s, and I’m not so flexible.

Enjoy your mid week πŸ™‚
Jen

Another picture of the bike coz I love it, and I have to include a picture.

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It’s been a week of….

This week has been one of those weeks. Full of everything and absolutely nothing at the same time. I’ve been busy around the house, we’ve visited friends, made an impromptu trip to the schools Arts Evening, picked up a motorcycle, I’ve got a market today to get ready forays working out what we are doing, want to do and need to do next week.
Then the school holidays start and, yep, once again, Hubby will be at work. That seems to be the tune this year, he’s at work during the kids’ holidays. Can’t be helped. And ill be working – around driving Mr 17 to and from work, or maybe the bus stop.

The school Arts Evening is a culmination of their work over the year to now. They have a gallery of pictures, and the bulk of their media and music work. Media shows included advertisements and school promos the kids make. Everything by the kids, and overseen by the teacher. The younger classes (the school is Kinder to Gr 10, 5yrs-15/16) do small performances based on a theme that has been chosen. This year was Carnivale, with poetry included from the older grades. There is also singing and music solos by older students.
The impromptu visit? The weather was crap and I’d decided not to go, mr 9 comes home and announces we have to leave by quarter to six. Why? What? He has been working on his class performance all week and somehow forgets to tell me he is involved. We weren’t happy, but can’t not go. Leaving the older at home – their choice – we head out and have a light dinner at the street food fair – BBQ and curries, cakes and drinks – before hand and meet a few friends. All this is fundraising for the year 9/10 for their end of year trip. I’m always happy to help out with these as one day, (next year) this will be for us.

Today’s fair is a small (if you call 30 stalls small) fundraiser for Alzheimer’s at Snug retirement village with demonstrations by the Zumba lady. MST things are packed ready, just a few last minute things. I’ll have the gazebo and be taking all my tables as well. Hopefully to will go well, the weather has turned from dreadful to just cloudy with lots of sunshine. My friend and I will be handing out flyers and talking to people about our market – I’ve just heard they’ve had a really good plug on the radio, so more fingers crossed, and more flyers printing.

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Motor bikes…ahh. The speed, the freedom. It’s about as daredevil as I get. We have borrowed a friends bike this time. A Triumph triple 955i. Twice the size of my dads, and boy does it feel it. I went for a quick spin on it yesterday and everything about it is fast. The pick up especially. Let’s just say I was very happy the bag rack was on the back. What a rush!
In comparison. Its like riding a postie/moped after a push bike.
Never mind the colour, but there are only a couple of these in the state, so unforgettable.
We’re going to take it for a bit of a road trip this week and do an overnighter.

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Have a great weekend
Jennifer πŸ™‚