Port Douglas, two kiwis doing the terrorurist thing playing on the reef as ya do, a must do on our list for a long time.
Belinda
booked our trip so we had a committed date, we then tried to get a camp
site…school holidays made quick work of making this difficult, we did however
manage to get a site at a slight premium.
We had a
day out on the Great Barrier Reef with 3 lots of snorkeling and the most fish
we have ever seen per sq metre, to say it was awesome was an understatement so
for us a great day out doing civilian things like normal humans.
A couple of social days relaxing then on our way south towards Townsville with an overnight stopover in between.
Houston and
Emily, two young moto travellers we met down in Tassie, we call them our kids…
good buggers!!, Townville in the home of Emilys Mum and Dad otherwise known as Mark
and Linda.
They are
both keen moto riders having CFL300L to travel their locale on, Mark was pretty
keen to see the strange tripod in person too, one part of our mission was to take Linda for a skid in Skippy...good fun.
Again we were made to relax and suffer a drink or two...apparently its social...or something π and a mandatory trip to the central lookout, Mark is a wealth of knowledge giving us the info on the surrounding areas, while nearly the top a Russian Freightliner came in to land at the airport and it was massive, it looked stunning slowly coming in, to me it is amazing something that weighs so much can fly.
We sat down
each night for a few quiet ones as Mark and Linda were up for a few yarns.
The Monday
was a holiday but we managed to catch up with Bruce at TSV Sidecars, the Ural
Dealer and sidecar fabricator in Townsville.
We got to write our date etc on Bruces wall of fame of Urals which made it to the top and back.
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