DAY 30
Well, I had a run of days off again so it was time to head back to Adelaide and do some more exploring! The forecast wasn't looking that great with tops of 14 Celcius and rain showers predicted. I applied my now proven method of just ignoring the forecast and giving it a crack. It works most of the time!
Before I rock and rolled though I had some chores to do. The bike needed an oil change and I figured I would do the filter while I was at it as 24 000km to a filter sounds like a LOT! Yep, I have done a smidge over 12 000km so far on this trip.😉
DAY 29
A bit of a sleep in again today but I was on the road by 0900. It looked like being a bit wet in places today but I would play it by ear as to the route selection for the day. I was favouring the northern end of the Hills and started out with a lap up Norton Summit road, then back down, then back up...just because I could.
DAY 28
Flying back into Adelaide late at night I wandered over to the storage shed and liberated the bike. I was very kindly staying at Andy's place for a few nights as he was stuck in Brisbane with Covid. I didn't have any major plans for this visit. I just wanted to mosey around the Adelaide Hills in general and as rain was forecast for today, I would check the radar and ride to wherever it looked dry. First order of business though was to grab some breakfast. Despite the forecast, it looked like it was going to be a decent day.
DAY 25
Today was going to be something different for Chiller (Steve). He wanted to tackle the dirt of the Western Explorer up to Arthur River and back. I had ridden the W.E. a few weeks back but was happy to go again.
We set off from Queenstown at about 0930 as it was getting a bit cool early in the mornings. We enjoyed the twisty road across to Zeehan. I stopped for a quick photo of the church as we entered town.
DAY 22
This morning Steve and I kept up our support of the local bakeries, today to our detriment. Feeble pies and coffee coloured warm milk. Oh well, you can’t win ‘em all. 🤨
It was stands up at 9am and we trod carefully on the road out to Elephant Pass. It was wet from overnight showers and I was taking it very carefully on the knobbies again. (Riding my Tuono in the wet at home a few weeks later it feels totally planted. This justifies my very careful speed in the wet on the knobbies, despite feeling slow, being dropped like a hot potato by the lads😕)
The road did dry out as we climbed the pass, being dry on the eastern side. Steve and I stopped for a couple of photos.
