Ladies set out from the Amity tavern for the 2007 ladies run. A good
mix of old and new, bikes too. The front-runners picked up speed
at Narrikup, but a flash of blue lights just before Mt Barker reminder
few of us that we didn’t have our frisking knickers on so we steadied
down towards Gilberts for morning tea.
Coffee and cake, and getting-to-know-you chats about the need for a
"kelpie" bra and a faster, louder bike
and then we were off again, but Jo had to go home to study so back to
10 again. A stop at Frankland to refuel and then to Tone bridge for
and to get rid of some of the coffee.
A nice ride through to Boyup
Brook: no wind, a little overcast, about
perfect really. More fuel needed and then Bridgetown for lunch. A
appearance by Ian Parmeter who was most intrigued by we ladies on
bikes, (he recommended the quiche with a glass of red). Some had that
without the red, which was just as well later on when most of us were
breathalised coming into Pemberton.
A windy road with a roo or two through to Nannup and then into the
motel at Pemby for a much-needed stop. A couple of aperitifs and a
shower and a spruce up, then tea at the Gloucester Motel’s wonderful
restaurant: the smorgasborg meal was superb. The place was crowded, so
much so that we ended up with the shire
president sitting on Pauline’s lap. She likes to keep in touch with
A good meal and some nice red wine had Megan explaining that fuel
a lot of difference in how far her bike went. Thanks Megan, I think we
know what you meant?
A lot of tall stories later, much to the
education of poor Alex or is it poor Chris, a case of too much
information. A little more wine, a feeble attempt at dancing and we
struggled off to our beds. A slow start next morning and breakfast and
we were off, leaving Diane
to find her own way back to Perth, now we are nine. On to Northcliffe,
fuel up and then Walpole.
Tammie, Megan and Julie headed out in front, they ended up taking
scenic route, imagine Tammie’s surprise when she then caught up to
Chris and Lidia (on her L plates, you go girl). Poor Julie had a bit of
a moment on the highway, but a short nervous breakdown on arrival and
then all was well.
We all arrived home safely, to be greeted by the menfolk who have
missed us all. We all agreed that we had a wow of a time and we’re on
for next year.