At WCC we do our best to make buying a bike from us a full experience. We made a promise to 2 cool customers Yatesy and Chris. We told them that we would deliver there bikes by xmas. Not knowing that trying todo something like this at Christmas time was a task that was no easy feat by any means. Coming down to the last week we had delays as postage takespriority over freight coming up to xmas. So the last couple of weeks beforexmas were crazy at WCC with Chris and Crystal getting amongst it to get our gear so Trevor and I could get the bikes happening. Our painter really got into it and pushed aside some jobs so he could get 2 bikes painted for us so we could make these boy's Christmas's. The whole team pulled together and got it happening. Stevo jumped in the car and drove to pick up our paint a 24hour drive each way. Then we found out no truck or train would make it in time for xmas and considering I had to leave for the states on the 30th this was going to involve a hectic couple of weeks. So we got all of our gear together and Trevor and I got into the bikes and got them finished on the Thursday lunchtime before xmas. 2 hours later we loaded up the van and trailer and Jodie and I jumped in the van and started heading for Perth with 60 hours to get there and 48 hours of driving ahead. We just got the van motor rebuilt as it has delivered its fair share of motorcycles across the country. Swung by Dwaynes from Big Boys Bling to rig up the van with a big light bar and 2 way radio. A good mate who wouldn't let me go that far without having the 2 rigged up. So I could stay in contact with the truckies incase we needed help or got stuck.
So food in the Esky, swags, webber, clothes and 2 bad ass bikes in the back we headed on our way to Perth. Now Jodie is a kiwi and hadn't even seen a kangaroo in the wild yet so this was going to be an adventure!!!
So we started trekking our way through QLD and we were making good ground. As we got to the mountain range over Toowoomba at dark it was roo country. I took the wheel from Jodie and headed on through, listened to Chris's advice and kept low beams on and stuck to the speed limit and old skips only popped there heads up as we passed them. as the sun came up we were going through Gilgandra to Warren watching the sun rise over the sheep farms, Beautiful country we live in.
A couple hours later and we had our first experience with some of our native Australians they were nice enough to ask me for a smoke on the drive past but when I declined they threw a rock at the trailer. Haha gotta love em, and they wonder why I said no.
So we made it to Cobar a mining town with rocks and dirt now we are starting to get closer to the outback. We were making great time. As we left Cobar all you could see was small tress, shrubs, orange dirt and shit loads of goats. The drive from there to Broken Hill was tough 51c in the car and 47 outside, the heat mirages looked
endless and it felt like the tyres were going to melt off the rims, as we got closer to Broken Hill the desert dirt tornados were cranking and one started up so close to the road, Jodie had her window down driving and it hit the car that hard it nearly knocked her out of the drivers seat and into my lap. So I took the wheel and headed on to Broken Hill. At this stage the air con was blowing hot air and you couldn't drink enough water, Jodes got a taste of what going "Troppo" means. But she pulled it together. We got to Broken Hill, pulled up at the first motel in town and they let us jump in there pool to cool down before we internally combusted. Then a tornado came through and knocked all the big pot plants over and threw the chairs in the pool with us. We considered staying but after that we just wanted to get out of there and get somewhere cooler. So we headed on to Port Augusta. There was a sign saying 'PORT AUGUSTA so beautiful you never want to leave'. Hahaha
So we headed to the caravan park and the lady there was kind enough to let us know how she really feels about our natives and point to the 10foot high barbed wire fence around the park and said that's not to keep people in, haha. We wanted to keep going but we needed to rest I was burnt out on cigarettes, red bull and singing to hatebreed. Then we met 2 cool girls from the US travelling by themselves Marlina and Lilly, sisters with guts travelling across Australia. They had come from Perth and heading to Melbourne in a new little Wicked camper with a tent on the roof. So we decided to camp up and cook the girls an aussie dinner of steak, sausos, & bacon sangas. These girls are now good friends of ours after many stories and an insight to the real Australia.
The lady who runs the caravan park drew us a map on how to find the local community so I piled the three girls, a kiwi and 2 americans, and did a tour of our natives in full colour. Unfortunately they hadn't made it back to the community but we got to wave to a couple on the way back :) haha. I slept with the van door open so I could look after the girls cause there was some creepy euro travelers eyeing off the 3 beautiful girls I was escorting around. We woke up and Jodes the best cook ever, made us all a bacon and egg wrap brekky. Then it was time to make our way to Perth. I had to ignore my brotherly instincts and let them head on to Melbourne by themselves. But we have stayed in touch and look forward to hanging out with the girls again one day. They will be good friends of ours for many many years to come. From there we headed to Ceduna and got to over take a Native in his motorized wheel chair hooning down the street. Haha. This story is doing this adventure no justice you just had to be there. We had made friends with a few truckies on there travels and always made sure if they needed help with anything to let me know and they were the same with us. We had been waving to everyone from QLD border to the WA border then the stuck up miner attitude kicked in and no one waved anymore but we kept the Australian Country spirit alive and strong. And then it was time for the Nullabor and the straightest road in Australia. Nothing but shrubs, dirt and emus. Jodes and I were having a blast singing along to songs talking shit and enjoying the adventure. I must admit I had thought by this stage one of us would be walking but no, we were amongst the outback. We headed past the Australian bight, by this time it was Saturday afternoon. Our big light bar and 2 way fitted by Dwayne at BBB was worth its weight in gold by this stage already.
We got to the border of WA totally worn out but we were committed to keep on going.
But the reality of the the harsh desert kicked in and it was time to pull up, refuel, recharge our batteries and make the rest of the trip in the morning. We met a great friend Todd at the border and crashed with him for the night, he fed us I had a beer with them hit the swag for the night on his floor. As the sun rose we got up, had a
coffee and on our trip to Perth we went. We met a cool family at the Eucla servo and jumped in behind them to be our roo and camel plow. As we travelled across the desert of WA we got to see Wedge tailed eagles in full
flight eating the road kill from the night before. Playing my theme song - Tom Petty - Stand my ground.
Then we got to see a real king of the desert a 4ft high standing wedge tailed eagle on the side of the road. He just looked at us if to say "what??". That was cool. So we kept on trucking to Perth. As the sun went down we were 300kms from yatesys house. 50km from there a Btriple started tail slapping the trees off each side of the road falling asleep so I jumped on my radio and called out for truckies to help, within a few minutes I had a few coming up behind me real quick, so we all started chatting and watching what we thought was going to be a disaster. Then he came off the road and ploughed into the dirt asleep on the steering wheel. Then as we passed, he reversed up and got back on the road!
Well we had made the turn off to Yatesy's. Got to Yatesys and he was standing out the front waiting at this stage it was about 10pm. Yatesy is a true Australian Bloke and a was great to sit down and chat and listen the stories and battles this man has been through.
He is such a down to earth guy and really looked after us. He had made Jodie and I a roast dinner - man after my heart, Lamb, veg, potato and gravy, the best thing id seen after roadhouse food and Jodies amazing webber cook ups. We stayed up chatting unfortunately by this stage I was totally deleriuous and no voice from singing way too much. But we had made it and were at a place with a bloke, I call my mate and the brother I never had. Had him sitting on his bike in the van and the fact that I was able to deliver him the bike of his dreams just made the trip worth while. He had to go back to work for 2 week shift at 6 in the morning so he left the house to us to lock up on the way out. What a bloke.
So I cleaned the bikes and headed to inspection for rego. Got that sorted then it was off to Pete's Harley Servicing in Welshpool in Perth to meet Chris and hand over his baby.
Chris is also a top bloke who as I rolled his bike out of the trailer said "I knew it would be worth the wait". Right there I knew the drive was worth every bit. He loved his ride and while he went to hand his paper work in I lost
3kgs detailing his bike. He came back, we took a few pics, he had a chat with the boys and went for a ride. Have fun Chris Im glad we got you on one of our bad ass bikes see you again when I'm back Westside.
So I stayed around and chatted with the lads who are our service centre in the west which is setup so well now with a dyno, plenty of tools workspace and some cool lads working there. Pete is kicking goals with his service centre and if anyones in the west anytime or has a bike there look him up and go see him you won't be disappointed at all. Im proud to have boys like themselves being a part of the WCC dream.
I have a vision of bringing us all with a passion for bad ass shit together to have fun and enjoy what we do. I had a beer with the boys, got introduced to kick ass alcoholic ginger beer from Broome and Pete sent us away with half a carton of it. Thanks Pete for all the good work you do! So it was time to go see my boys who now live in Perth and are moving up in the world - Lipsy, Semi, Brado, Rob and Sambo. We crashed on the floor at the boys then the next day took Jodie on a tour of the west coast Oceanside from Mullalloo down to the coastline was a beautiful morning for it. That day I decided it was time for us to have a bit of us time and went and got a room at the Crown Casino, what a bad ass casino my fav in the country. Went and had a great dinner together in the casino. JR and Lips came down for beers and a crack at the tables. I managed to play with the casinos money all night but that wasn't the case for all of us. Good on ya lips for having a crack brother. So back to the room I went, room service just cause I could, movie and bed. We woke up, went for a swim in the the bad ass pool they have but got knocked back on the waterslide. I was the only one over 12 that wanted to go on it. But growing up is over rated right?
Then it was Christmas day, so we had an orphans Christmas Lunch at JR's parents house, thanks for the hospitality guys was an awesome seafood lunch with lobster, marron, prawns and scallops it was so fresh. Thanks again for having us. Was good to be with my boys again. Then reality kicked in and it was time for us to get back on the road so that Jodie would make her plane back to NZ and me to Arizona. So we jumped in the car dropped by Yatesys to drop his bike off and punched on. After the adventure on the way with the bikes the return home was no where near as fun but we had a goal. Get to Renmark to hang out with my Uncle Pete, Auntie Raelene and my Kuz Brookey on their farm.
So we made it to Kimba on the first day/night, Jodes by now had earnt her first truckies stripe cause she was putting in some solid driving hours, she drove the whole Nullaboor by herself with me snoring in the back.
It was Friday arvo and we made it to Renmark, time for a swim in the Murray river which was alive with house boats and skiers, Then out to the farm 5 mintues from town. Got to hang out with my Hillside and have a couple beers and catch up, went and chased the emus off my uncles grapes and showed Jodes the the pride of the family - my uncles orange and grape farm, he is doing really well at it and managers another 100 acre farm. Good to see you guys and we'll see you again soon.
So the next morning we got up and pinned it for QLD. I was hammered, but I had a couple of caffeine tablets a friend gave me, I smashed one then sung and bashed the steering wheel for the next 16hours. What a drive. Googled what I took when my heart felt like it was going to explode and it was equal to 16 coffees that I had washed down with a triple shot coffee in Mildura I was ripping. By the time I got back to the Toowoomba range I was ducking for moths that looked like roos and as I was coming down the mountain range I felt like I was drifting the van and trailer. Now it was time for me to get in the back and sleep cause im starting to see shit. All truckies and interstate drivers know that is really what happens from lack of sleep. So I got us to Willowbank, Jodie woke up, took over and got us home. And we are stronger than ever, no one believed we could do it but we did. thanks to everyone that helped and the people we met along the way that made it all the fun it was.
Back in Maroochydore as the sun came up on sunday. WHAT AN ADVENTURE!!! IF I
MADE THOSE BOYS XMAS'S AND DREAMS BY GETTING THEM THERE BIKES IT WAS ALL
WORTH IT. Quick clothes wash pack a bag then got ready for the airport in the morning to head to Arizona. Im here now but that's another story for next month when im back. To my team keeping the ball rolling at WCC in oz thanks guys we are an awesome team and this year lets all have a good time and enjoy and that's to all you customers and future customers - lets ride, have some fun and forget about the crap we are seeing in the papers and on the news. Till feb ill see you all then.