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September 2022 Exhaust Notes - Edition No 317 
RIDE REPORT – CAMPERDOWN – 14 SEP. 2022

Photos—The Lens

serious thought.

After an enjoyable lunch at the bakery, (we apparently cleaned out their entire stock of pies! – my
word, this riding caper certainly gives you an appetite!) – we headed over to the servo to refuel for the
trip home. Another 4 of the group, including Jimbo, parted company to make their own way home
leaving 13 to continue the afternoon’s entertainment.

Unfortunately, on leaving the bakery, one of the group (no names) had one of those “get on bike, put
foot down – oh dear, very slippery surface where foot is, oh shit, now bike has fallen over with me on
it” moments! We’ve all done it and eventually, you look back and laugh. Fortunately, no real damage
done to bike, rider or camera! Riding a bike is a bit like flying a plane – taking off and landing is the
tricky bit!!

So, with full stomachs and full petrol tanks we headed out on the highway back towards Colac. At
Pirron Yallock we turned left at “The Blue Church of the Flying Spaghetti Monster” ( Religion –
Pastafarian -- No, I didn’t make this up! Google it), and on up through Nalangil and Corunnun (who
dreams these names up!?) Whilst on the Highway going through the Stony Rises, Graeme and myself
were at the back of the pack keeping TEC Rob company, when we rounded a bend to be confronted by
a motorcycle top box sitting on the highway. Now, we didn’t need Sherlock Holmes to work out where
the top box might have come from, and that the owner was probably unaware of it abandoning ship.
So we stopped and Rob managed to strap it onto his bike’s pillion seat, so it was trapped between him
and his own top box. This delay caused some confusion with subsequent corner markers, and at some
point the main group of riders realised that Phil’s Goldwing Aspencade was indeed, missing it’s top
box. I assume that Rob had contacted Mark at some point to bring him up to speed and Rob decided
to finish the planned ride and head home with the top box precariously tied to his bike. Meanwhile,
Phil headed back to meet up with Rob and his errant top box, but unfortunately took a wrong turn
and consequently parted company from the rest of the group. (This is all going well, isn’t it?)

Eventually, the now 11 remaining riders regrouped at the start of Ryan’s Lane in Coragulac, with Mal S
becoming the ‘Stand In” TEC. At the end of Ryan’s Lane we turned right and at Ondit it was right

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