Ferguson Valley (Not Nannup or Kirup)
Posted: Sun 27 Oct, 2013 6:50 pm
The Australian Road Rider current issue promotes the Ferguson Valley as WA's premium motorcycle ride.
Seven club members, Titanic Paul, Sleepy Paul, DFS, Davey Sprocket, Wightman, Kim and Bozo took the test.
The trip began with the "Ken Section"....Lesmurdie Hill, Canning Mills Road, Araluen, and Canning Dam followed by the Bedfordale Hill link to South West Highway. A brief fuel stop at Byford (for Titanic) was followed by a rider fuel stop at the Pinjarra Bakery at Waroona.
Wightman's Australia Flag BMW was the centre of attention even for the woman whose tattoos would make a Yakuza jealous.
The novelty of an overflowing dam attracted the group to deviate to the hills at Harvey. Two fully farkled GS's bristling with navigation technology turned east instead of west and would have been at Quindanning if the road had not not turned to gravel.
The group made it to the Ferguson Valley without further incident only to find that half the population of Bunbury thought that the Moody Cow Brewery was the place to have lunch.
The Australian Flag BMW fluttered off on its own reducing the group to six.
The Ferguson Valley was absolutely stunning and the weather was perfect for riding. The reports that Gnomesville was extensively damaged by flooding appeared an exaggeration as there seemed to be even more gnomes making Wellington Mills their home. DFS had trouble locating the BMW Club Gnome. Sprocket suggested he was home cleaning his 1200GS.
The winding roads quickly conveyed the group to Lowden where the decision was made to head to Donnybrook. Paul and Titanic headed north whilst the rest rode the Goodwood Road to Capel arriving at the Bean in Bunbury via the Back beach for a quick coffee.
A blast up the Forrest Highway finished the nine hour sojourn.
A great day with good company.
Thanks to Davey Sprocket for doing Tail End Charlie duties.
Bozo
Seven club members, Titanic Paul, Sleepy Paul, DFS, Davey Sprocket, Wightman, Kim and Bozo took the test.
The trip began with the "Ken Section"....Lesmurdie Hill, Canning Mills Road, Araluen, and Canning Dam followed by the Bedfordale Hill link to South West Highway. A brief fuel stop at Byford (for Titanic) was followed by a rider fuel stop at the Pinjarra Bakery at Waroona.
Wightman's Australia Flag BMW was the centre of attention even for the woman whose tattoos would make a Yakuza jealous.
The novelty of an overflowing dam attracted the group to deviate to the hills at Harvey. Two fully farkled GS's bristling with navigation technology turned east instead of west and would have been at Quindanning if the road had not not turned to gravel.
The group made it to the Ferguson Valley without further incident only to find that half the population of Bunbury thought that the Moody Cow Brewery was the place to have lunch.
The Australian Flag BMW fluttered off on its own reducing the group to six.
The Ferguson Valley was absolutely stunning and the weather was perfect for riding. The reports that Gnomesville was extensively damaged by flooding appeared an exaggeration as there seemed to be even more gnomes making Wellington Mills their home. DFS had trouble locating the BMW Club Gnome. Sprocket suggested he was home cleaning his 1200GS.
The winding roads quickly conveyed the group to Lowden where the decision was made to head to Donnybrook. Paul and Titanic headed north whilst the rest rode the Goodwood Road to Capel arriving at the Bean in Bunbury via the Back beach for a quick coffee.
A blast up the Forrest Highway finished the nine hour sojourn.
A great day with good company.
Thanks to Davey Sprocket for doing Tail End Charlie duties.
Bozo
We were staying at the beautiful "Quince Cottage" which was about about a 1,000 metrs up the road.
came to our rescue..........anyway,.......when said two fully farkled GS riders came upon a sudden change in the blacktop to err brown top, we both slowed and stopped, looked each other and smiled one of those "knowing smiles", both simultaneously nodding to eachother and thinking to ourselves, "hold on a minute..........there's a Boulevard and a r1200 cruiser in the group, nope, nope, no way they came this way!, so lead by the farklemeister himself, we turned around on said gravel and accelerated away in a glorious squirt of rear wheel spin and a cloud of red dust, popping outstanding wheelies until we re-joined the blacktop (only kidding right?