As you may remember, I’ve got this foolhardy romantic notion of doing crazy motorcycle adventures.
Well, to do this, I need practice (and fitness – it’s very tiring riding motorbikes off-road) and also to get my bike setup. So what better way to find out how unfit both myself and my bike are for this than to go on a marathon day ride out into the big empty yonder.
I’d spent a little while planning this out, pouring over Google Earth trying to piece together dirt roads and tracks to get to this place. I’d made a track and exported to my phone’s GPS app (OsmAnd+ on Android). The bike was ready, I was ready.
It 6am, Sunday morning, my alarm went and it was time to go.
Firing up the mighty DR650, Boyagin Rock and Brookton here we come. Read More
So, having just talked myself up on the internet about how badd-ass I’m going to be riding my bike into the inhospitable red centre of Australia, I thought I’d actually take it off road. You mean I haven’t actually been off road on this thing?