Choir practice commenced on schedule and things got jolly. There was music and dancing and couple of people may have taken their shirts off. A fair bit of vin du rouge was splashed around, most people drank it, some ended up wearing it.....
It was ridiculously fresh the next morning, and after we had finished scraping the ice off the bikes, it was time for brekkie with a foggy run into Goulburn and then a nice ride home by way of Nerriga. An awesome weekend as always with great company - thanks to our lead Road Captain for the weekend Greg (shoulda-gone-to-specsavers) and everybody who helped plan and organise the weekend.
Four wheels move the body. Two wheels move the soul.
Our annual pilgrimage to The Loaded Dog in Tarago lived up to expectations and was a wonderful weekend of cameraderie, riding our bikes, partaking of a cleansing ale or 4, dirt roads and a few wrong turns - in other words it ticked all the boxes! 28 bikes headed south on a beautiful morning, with our first stop in Beewong for much needed coffee. Lunch in Batemans Bay, the run up the Clyde Mountain and across to Tarago by way of Bungendore. The weather was beautiful but as we headed inland it started to get a bit fresher (no, I'm not being ridiculous). We arrived at the Loaded Dog and our wallets were met with a warm welcome from our wonderful hosts.