Reefton Spur
Ian Payne CBR Fireblade Rob Langer BMW 1150GS
Ben Warden CBR Fireblade Mark Easterbrook Ducati 750SS
Rhys Williams ZX9R
Arriving at Yarra
Glen around
Unfortunately Dave Ward had injured his knee in an
accident on his dirt bike the day before, and wouldn't be able to lead the
day’s ride. Being the kind of guy he is, Ben agreed to lead the ride, and by
It would be a pretty standard
route: up
Across to Warburton, and a quick break, a bite to eat and three of the largest café lattes I've ever seen….more like milk shakes, as Rob commented.
We decided to get going after about half an hour and headed up the Woods Point road which was nice and dry, and on to the Reefton Spur. With only a few bikes, the ride was easy, as corner marking only required slowing down rather than stopping for a few minutes at a time. The traffic was pretty light, for a Sunday, and the pace was, shall we say, a fair clip.
Up the Reefton
in a procession and as fast as the conditions would allow considering the bark
and wet patches on the road. It was a bit like 'spot the safe patch'. At the
top we continued on past
The sun had come out and it was a really pleasant cruise down to the Black Spur where we had a fantastic blast through with very little traffic. With less than a minute between us all day, the ride was over quite quickly. It was nice just to be able to ride with no stoppages.
The ride broke up at Healesville around
Rhys Williams (
My bike was sliding around a bit towards the end of the Reefton, as if the tyre had gone off. I figured the roads were wet/dry and there was a bit of bark on the road and I was probably sliding on it. And I was giving it a bit of stick … though the front was sticking like glue. Then I thought, maybe the rear shock has gone off. Maybe it is time to re-oil it. Later on across the Black Spur, hammering along, the rear moved a few times, and I thought, what with all the bumps, there was probably a bit of gravel, and hence the occasional skip, slip, slide. Then it occurred to me that the rear tyre pressure could be low. Of course that thought was short lived in the excitement of an almost clear Black Spur. And then the ride was over. The ride home was uneventful.
Next morning all was revealed: a flat tyre. A slow leak caused by a thin piece of wire piercing the tread in a groove. It was impossible to find with the tyre removed so I had to put it back on the wheel and re-inflate and immerse in water and then look for the tell-tale bubbles. Plugged and good as new. …Ed.