LCOA Beverley Overnighter 27-28th June 2020

‘Run from the Covid’

The forecast for the weekend was not looking good, with strong winds and storms forecast, and my workmates thought I was mad but they ride Harleys and Ducatis, not Lambrettas, and yes we are possibly mad.
 
I was only five minutes from home on my way to the meet up on my Indian rat “Lot 28” when the carb fell off, but was soon on the road again holding said carb on with my left ankle.
 
At the meet up quick repairs were sorted on my scoot while we waited for the southern contingent to turn up. When they eventually arrived, Bugsy was struggling with his throttle which, kept on sticking on, and a perished carb rubber, then we were off out Great Eastern Hwy, and a quick refuel at the York turn off.

​…and Bugsy’s scoot was in the trailer, and Bugsy in the ute, with what was an easy fix, but he couldn’t be coaxed out.

​Then it was off to York and the Castle Hotel for lunch and a couple of swiftys, with the Coffin Cheaters MC, who luckily for them, didn’t start anything, and a quick photo op. with a local photographer.

Then a short 35k blast to Beverley. Both York and Beverley are just east of the Darling Range at the start of the wheat belt, where there is, … wheat and not much else, well some nice riding roads, and I kept on getting distracted by some very nice Art Deco facades on some of the buildings as we cruised through country towns.
 
Manyoo Jim had a soft seize when he flicked onto reserve, and Rich, who was riding one of Simon's scoots, fired the back end of his end can plus wadding into the scooter behind him like the main gun on a battleship, but otherwise we all got to the Beverley hotel in one piece and the weather was mostly fine.

Then we settled in, got our rooms, and started drinking, making the odd repair and having a good laugh. Steve and Burt organised a couple of games of football cards which had jammy prick, Trevor Ireland win both rounds, but the real winner was the WA branch of LCOA, as we raised enough money to complete our WA Lammy Jammy scoot, which to date had been built with donated bits and expertise from mostly Steve Leech and Dean Hilditch.
 
Steve and Burt had had some great coffee mugs printed up for the event, and dinner was a treat, before a drunken quiz where everyone was the winner, or the loser, who knows.

The following morning we were up early, some nursing sore heads, and with the weather closing in, I said my goodbyes early. I topped up on fuel in Beverley and flogged it homewards, on my own, on the quickest route I could find, which as it turned out had no petrol stations, and I was on reserve before I found fuel at the back of Kelmscot, just before the ride back down the hill into town. Back on the road and it tipped down, I could just see the white line to my left marking the edge of the road, but by the time, I hit Albany Hwy, it was clearing albeit with flooded roads, and then I was home. I think the rest of the lads copped it worse than me, but everyone had a ball. Special thanks go out to Steve Leech and Burt Brennan for organizing the weekend and Johnny Beavin and Steve Weightman for providing back up.

​Cheers Max