The weather for the weekend was for showers, not perfect by any description, but not enough to turn off 25 odd LCOA members from turning up for the ride.
The Northern and Southern mobs all met up in Perth’s foothills at Stratton, by which stage Rich’s GP 250 with all the bells and whistles was already in the van and pretty much stayed there, all weekend. Rich is probably still trying to figure out which bell or whistle is actually broken, but we all agree that if nothing else his scoot is very consistent.
Next up was Toodyay, a 70km ride unfortunately interrupted by a traffic accident where a motorcycle rider had failed to take a corner, the police had the road closed down in both directions and traffic was banked up. Once we had all established it wasn’t one of us we breathed a bit easier, however the rider apparently suffered two broken legs and a broken arm, so our thoughts were with them. It’s easy to say ride to the conditions, but it doesn’t take much……
Then it was into Toodyay for a bit of lunch and a pint for some, before the weather started closing in and we all made the final 20km dash to Northam and our digs at the Riverside Hotel.
Simon’s GP turned up on the trailer, but was soon running again with a scavenged CDI, come to think of it Simon kept his scoot on the road for the whole weekend by scabbing parts off dead scoots.
Steve Leech had organized a brilliant afternoon and evenings entertainment, so once everyone was settled in with a drink in their hand the ‘pubkhana’ began……, I’m not sure whether Steve should be roundly commended or crucified for the ‘pubkhana’, however if you like playing darts blindfolded, lobbing clutch plates at a target, a bit of pool, then getting very dizzy before skolling a crap beer and crappier vodka, and of course laughing at others doing the same, then Steve’s ‘pubkhana’ is for you. As it turns out WA’s newest LCOA member Trev Ireland took out the honours and will be receiving an LCOA hoodie as a prize. I saw on the WA LCOA Facebook page how Trev thanked everyone for making him feel welcome, but that is how it should be.
The weekend wouldn’t be complete without music and Steve had arranged to get Tim’s DJ kit up to Northam (so Tim could ride) and Tim did an amazing job DJing for hours, keeping not just us but the locals entertained until closing. Thank you Tim!
I hadn’t eaten all day, and was so hungry I could have eaten the crutch out of a low flying duck, so when my chicken parmi, was put in front of me I went at it with a passion. Unfortunately two bites in I knew I had a problem, I was struggling to breathe, I took a swig of cider, in the hope of washing the chicken down but that didn’t work so I spat the cider out all over Neil. I somehow managed to clear my throat, but decided I had used up my luck so went to bed early leaving the rest of the Club to party ‘til the early hours.
The next morning predictably saw many sore heads with most taking advantage of a café for a fry up, and then was the predictable scene where everyone’s getting ready to go and then someone else wakes up and others need to fill up, so two stroke fumes fill the car park as everyone else kind of waits around looking at the clouds closing in…..
Eventually we were off, and it was a straight flog back to Perth. John Senior had a rear wheel puncture, Neil blew up his engine (but that was always his plan), Rich rode Bugsy’s scoot back to town (and managed not to break it) as Bugsy was under the weather.
All said and done a fantastic ride out organized by WA State Rep. Steve Leech, thanks mate looking forward to the next one.
Max - El Presidente.