Honda
CBR929 Ben Warden Magna Wagon Julie Warden
Suzuki
GSXR1000 Clifford Peters Kawasaki
ZDX12R Jason Peters
Ford
Wagon Julie
Johnston Honda
CBR954 Paul Southwell
Passenger
Barbara
Peters Kawasaki
ZX10 Danny Hawker
Honda
CBR929 Ian Payne Suzuki
Bandit 1200 Ron Johnston
BMW
R1150GS Rob Langer Honda
VFR750 Renzo Cunico
Yamaha
TDM850 Ern Reeders Triumph 900 Ian Black
Honda
CBR1100XX Peter Feistl MV
Augusta 750 Dave Ward (plus
Merc van)
Yamaha
R1 Dave
Moore MV Brutale 750 Bronwyn
Manifold
Our
trip to Tasmania was finally here and although it was only two years since the
last trip, I couldn’t wait.
The
group was larger than last time with 18 people in total (compared to 14). Only
Ben, Julie, Rob, Cliff, Renzo, Dave Moore and I had returned for more fun. The
rest of the group comprised Ron and Julie Johnston, Barb Peters, Dave Ward and
Bron Manifold, Danny Hawker, Jason Peters, Paul Southwell, Ian Black, Peter
Feistl and Ern Reeders.
Apart
from the 15 bikes we had two cars and a van along for the trip. Although there
were a few minor hiccups along the way, overall it ran like clockwork. Of
course this just doesn’t happen. It is the result of painstaking planning and
organization, so many thanks to Ben and Julie for the effort they put in to
organising this trip.
Saturday 26th February
Left Melbourne in calm seas and fair weather and
occupied ourselves with reading, card games and wandering around the ship.
Arrived late in Devonport so didn’t reach Somerset 60 kilometres away until
after 11 pm!
Sunday 27th
The day dawned fine and clear so the plan was to head
for Savage River, turn around at the end of the bitumen and follow the wiggly
road to Zeehan then back to Somerset. Then 40+ kilometre road in was a real
hoot and after the obligatory photos it was back for more. Rob would leave us
here and take the dirt road down to the Pieman Ferry and meet us in Zeehan! All
went to well until Cliff had a “traction problem” not far from Savage River.
Fortunately the Suzuki remained relatively undamaged and with Cliff only
complaining of a sore hand we were soon on our way. After picking up Rob, it
was onto the fantastic Plimsoll Lake road, then Tullah for fuel, a brief stop
at Cradle Mountain before Ulverstone and Somerset.
Monday 28th
Another fine day but the previous day had taken its
toll on Paul’s bike. With a badly weeping fork seal he would spend the day
seeking repairs and then, courtesy of Dave and Bron, drive the van with his
bike in the back to our next stop at New Norfolk.
The
rest of us would head for Strahan, Queenstown, Derwent Bridge, Hamilton and the
“Bush Inn” at New Norfolk! All was going to plan until the telltale stream of
coolant exiting Danny’s ZX-10R pointed to a holed radiator! No problem, just an
extended stay in Strahan until the radiator putty cured.
The
run across to Derwent Bridge went ‘real’ quick with multiple leaders and silly
grins every where! The only fright was a couple of guys changing a boat trailer
tyre on the exit of a fast left hander. Not sure who got the biggest fright,
them or us!
Tuesday 1st March
New Norfolk has a lot of history attached so most had
a look around town before heading out on the bikes. Ben, Julie and Renzo would
visit Mt. Field while the rest of us decided on a run to Strathgordon. While
waiting until Ron repaired a door lock on his Falcon, the two Dave’s visited
the barber. Always the opportunist, Dave Moore thought he may get a haircut at
half price as he only had one head!
The
run out to Strathgordon was fortunately NOT like the last time when we had two
of the group end up in hospital. It was still a good ride, but the road had
deteriorated in the two years since we were last there. We spent some time
looking over the Gordon Dam and then a feed in Strathgordon before returning to
New Norfolk.
It
being Tuesday meant it was bikers night at ‘Joes Garage’ in Hobart and a must
see by all accounts. After the ride in and a look around, which was quite
interesting except we seemed to be the only bikers there, it was down to the
pier for fresh fish and ships. The ride back would have been quite boring except
for the almost continual police escort. Just when we thought it was all clear,
Danny gets nabbed by a hidden car for 84 in an 80!. Fortunately, only a warning
this time!
Wednesday 2nd
Today we would explore some of the
excellent roads to the north of New Norfolk. This would encompass the small
towns of Westerway, Ouse, Bothwell and Poatina. The descent into Poatina was
quite memorable as was the town itself, it being totally occupied by a
christian group as a means of employing wayward youth! Our presence caused
quite a stir with much talk and photos.
After
lunch it was off to explore more roads but unfortunately what looked good on
paper wasn’t. The return trip would have been the reverse of the way in except
for a corner marking foul-up that left yours truly heading for Tarraleah before
common sense prevailed and I turned around. It would not have been a problem
except I was aboard the Brutale with no wallet, no phone and a flashing light
that informed me I was on reserve! After an anxious ride where I virtually
rolled down any incline, I finally made New Norfolk, much to the relief of the
others.
Thursday 3rd
Today we would leave New Norfolk and
head to Kettering, but first a sprint up Mt. Wellington to take in the view.
Next the Tahune Forest Air Walk just a short distance from Geeveston. The 620m
steel walkway is a ‘must-see’ as perched 20m above the forest floor it offers a
treetop view of the surrounding forest and the Huon and Picton Rivers. After
some lunch it was back to Huonville then onto the Channel Highway for the
spirited 65 km ride around to Kettering, our next stop. The Oyster Cove Inn was
situated on a hill overlooking the marina. It also has a chook pen guarded by
two cats!
Friday 4th
Another near perfect day except for the ‘light’
drizzle falling, the bulk of the riders would explore the surrounding roads
while Ron, Julie, Cliff, Barb, Ian and I settled for a trip to Hastings Caves.
This trip would take us virtually to the end of the bitumen as we headed for this
most southerly point of Australia.
The
Newdgate Cave is easy to view with well formed paths and plenty of steps - 245
according to the brochure! It also includes a 45 minute guided tour. It was
quite spectacular and even had resident cave crickets.
We
lunched at Dover and when a pressure wash was spied in the local servo Ian and
Ron were quick to line up and wash off the remnants from the Hastings Cave dirt
road. This washer proved good value as apart from the initial $1 no further
money was required!
After
returning to Kettering, Ron, Cliff and I felt the need for a short ride. The
gang had also returned from exploring having discovered the sensational Cygnet
Rd, a product if the Tassy Targa – well bitumened and smooth. The gang were
keen for more riding. So off we all went, Ron Cliff and I returning along the
same route. The others headed around the 65 km loop along the coast road, this
time minus the school traffic. Sensational by all accounts.
Being
Friday, the locals had taken over the pub so at Dave’s suggestion we headed to Peppermint Bay conference
centre a few kilometres away. What a fantastic venue, the
bistro was situated in top class surrounding and prices on par with the pub – a
great evening was had by all
Saturday 5th
Another drizzly morning as we headed
to Hobart and the Salamanca Market at Battery Point. Many of us bought mementos
of our visit and, thanks to Bronwyn, they all made it back to Melbourne in the
van.
After
leaving Hobart, we would regroup at Sorell 25 km away. Sounds easy but most got
lost en-route, either ending up back in Hobart or Glenorchy. We eventually figured
out were we had gone wrong, gathered up the troops and finally joined Ben at
Sorell. Jason managed to drop his bike doing a U turn. Bikes were going
everywhere, the police “moving-on” the corner markers, just adding to the
confusion.
After
fuel it was off to Triabunna, Swansea, Bicheno and the pancake parlour at
Elephant Pass. It was good to have a break and enjoy good food and company;
pity the service was so slow! Although still damp, the roads were quite grippy
and, with little traffic, we pressed on to Derby and Scottsdale. From here it
was across to Launceston with the section of road through the Sideling Range a
real hoot.
We
said our goodbyes to those staying the extra night and pressed on to Devonport.
Here we met the girls, had a bite to eat and joined the queue to board the
boat.
Sunday 6th
Arrived back in Melbourne with no
regrets. It had been a fantastic week with excellent accommodation, a well
thought out agenda and good weather. All the ingredients needed for a great
holiday. Thanks Ben; can’t wait for the next one!
Ian Payne (Honda CBR929RR)