Paul NEEDS to go to Bathurst. So the beloved GTR1000 is lent.

Plans,what are they?

Following are Paul's words.
This is how his gentle one day ride last Sunday to Bathurst for the 12 Hour Car race went.

"I am thinking of a quick ride to Bathurst on Sunday, I need to get out for a ride..."
Sounds reasonable, but to a man whose bike is in getting fixed for the next 4 weeks and no spare bike, it was like a knife to the neck.

After voicing my great sorrow to a very good mate. People with working motorcycles should not be able to say such things but he offered his GTR1000 Kawasaki for me to tag along with my unthinking friend.

So with the wheels in motion my riding companion and I planned the quick ‘day’ ride to Bathurst and back for what was the coming Sunday.

Said riding companion was to meet up with an up and coming race driver and his manager, The reason being he is a sponsor and the driver was racing at the Bathurst 12 hour race.

The plan was to ride up the Bells Line and then from Lithgow to Bathurst via Tarana, staying 2 hours at the race then back to Sydney along the Great Western Highway and home in time for dinner.

Prior the ride, we put the call out to other friends to come ride with us. Were joined at the first meeting place, Harry's Café de Wheels at Tempe by several mates.

So from only 2 bikes we now had five. The bikes being a 'Red Star Garage' custom Triumph Bonneville, a BMW R1000SS, a Yamaha naked. Their plan was to only travel as far as Lithgow then return to Sydney.
The original two were riding a Triumph Thruxton, and my borrowed Kawasaki GTR1000.
At the Macca's Mgrath Hill we would meet the six member for the ride on his BMW R1100RS.

The GTR1000 awaits the arrival of the others.
We departed at 7:00 am and buzzed through the normal Sydney roads out to Windsor. Our mate on the R1100RS was late and this afforded us time for a coffee and regroup.

Bells Line of Road is a favourite of mine and it did not disappoint as we rolled up through the mountains with minimal car traffic affecting our sweeping lines.
A fine sight as our eclectic mix of men and machines slid gracefully through the early morning light.
Bells Line of Road.
At Lithgow we refuelled and as planned, the others turned back to Sydney. This left the three intrepid ones to continue onto Bathurst. I have not ridden the road from Lithgow to Bathurst via Tarana but had been assured by the owner of the GTR1000 that this was one of the great hidden riding roads of NSW.

Cresting one of the first hills at the back of Lake Lyall we came to our first obstacles. Cows, many, many cows all standing around on the road looking lost.
As a Kiwi I am normally not fazed by cattle as I, in the past have been driving a car but this time I am on a bike. This is not helped when I am informed by one of the fellow riders from somewhere in his helmet as we approached the herd, "They charge bikes you know". 

Thankfully the exhaust note from the Thruxton was enough to move the herd and we continued to roll through the hills to Tarana. A quick ‘map check’ then on to Bathurst. I have to say that if you have the chance, this road is wonderful and very fulfilling to cruise on. 

Tarana Hotel. No drinks for us we're going to Bathurst.
O'Connell Hotel. Still no drinks we're almost at Bathurst.
We have arrived.
We met our contact at the race track and were given the full tour of the pits and introduced to many legends of the Australian and International Motor Sport World.

Lunch was provided by Abarth racing in their corporate box and was a great relief to enjoy the race in the air-conditioned comfort.

Abarth Racing Hospitality.
We were also guests of the Maranello Motorsport team, who won the race in their Ferrari 458 driven by Craig Lownes, John Bowe, Mika Salo and Peter.

They generously offered a spare three bedroom suite at the Rydges for us to spend the night in Bathurst. The same thought crossed all three of our minds. "We can take advantage of more great roads back to Sydney tomorrow morning?"
Phones ready and we are away.
Ouch!
I don't think they'll fit our motorcycles.
Nothing like being in the pits.
Accommodation for the night, in the background.
  Having no spare clothes we took a quick ride into the town for toothbrushes, socks and undies and some underarm deodorant. After long showers and clean underclothes we looked the same but smelt better. We then joined our hosts for a steak dinner and many bottles of red wine surrounded by racing royalty, followed by a cocktail party on the roof of the hotel before retiring for a few hours of ‘twisty country road’ dream infected sleep.
Next morning.
Does it get any better?
Morning shone over Mount Panorama in glorious blue sky magnificence.
Coffee and the big breakfast satisfy we 'road weary riders' and we plan our return ride over several cups of caffeine.

We decided that work could wait as Monday held many tarmac opportunities.

The route would see us ride from Bathurst out to Oberon before turning down to Jenolan Caves then back to the Great Western Highway for lunch at the Mt Victoria pub.

Road to Jenolan Caves
Road to Jenolan Caves 15 kilometres per hour not miles!
Road to Jenolan Caves let's balance that out with one to the left.
Let's rest.

The bikes come from different countries and travelled so well together.
By this time I had come to ‘an understanding ‘with the GTR1000 and we were now in sync.

The road rolled under me and my smile was undoubtedly confusing the hell out of all those passing cows, well off the road.

There is a freedom and great pleasure of riding country roads with good mates. It is a joy that little else can come close too.

The road into and out of Jenolan Caves is tight and twisty before opening up to long sweeping curves on the run out to the Highway. We worked our machines and feasted on all the mountain had to give.
Feeding the hunger all riders suffer from. "I think in that last section, I had an out of body experience" was the comment from one of my comrades. I had to agree with him. The two of us grinning and chuckling at each other through our helmets will be with me for many a work day.

At lunch we agreed that although we had better return, it would be more fun to cross the mountains and ride back down via the Bells Line again. So back to the Monday grid we rode.

Home is the destination but is how you get back, that's important.

Thanks to the boys for the ride and for David for his beloved GTR. 

The outbound trip Google Maps http://goo.gl/maps/UDOwm
The return trip Google Maps http://goo.gl/maps/H6Bya

 Equipment:
Kawasaki GTR1000
Red Star garage custom Triumph Bonneville
BMW R1000SS
Yamaha naked
Triumph Thruxton
BMW R1100RS
SuperCam M2 (Action camera)
Samsung Galaxy S4

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