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Sorry about the delay in writing this final post but I’ve been travelling around the top end catching up with friends and have just finally gotten back to uni and my laptop (the others were done on my phone).
Day 10: Near Halls Creek to Broome
We woke early as normal and began to pack up our camp for what would be the last time of the trip. While we rolled up swags,stuffed our sleeping bags and folded tarps James set about fixing his flat tire with the last of the spare tubes. It wasn’t long before James had the broken tube out, the new tube in and the tire back on the bike so hit the road again.
With two broken spokes on my bike and only 20km of dirt to go I was unusually steady until we reached the end of the Tanami Track in an attempt to keep my remaining spokes in one piece. Fortunately this section of the Tanami was best we had encountered along the entire road and we soon made it to the tar reasonably quickly and without any more breakages.
I just about kissed the tar road when finally left the Tanami as there’d be no more dirt, no more corrugations and breakdowns, or so we thought. We gave the bikes a quick check over and then turned left for Broome and opened them up, cruising along we took in stunning Kimberly scenery with its rolling hills, open flats and towering rocky escarpments. We reached Fitzroy Crossing without incident, had a quick spot of lunch at the road house and James did a interview with ABC radio in Broome before we headed off again.
We left Fitzroy Crossing and just upped it, running the bikes flat out keen to do the final 400km and reach Broome by the end of the day. All was going well for a while until my bike started to loose power and act a bit strange, we pulled apart and cleaned out the carbie hoping that it would be the problem. After putting everything back together we took off again flat out with bike seeming to be fine, however 180km out of Broome disaster struck.
The bike suddenly lost power while riding and gently coasted to a stop on the side of the road, we again tried the carbie along with a new spark plug and an oil change but we couldn’t get the bike to fire. We eventually decided to try and push the bike down a slight hill, it fired briefly but had no power and blew more smoke than a steam train. We decided that it must of done a piston ring and told James to continue on while myself and James’ dad loaded the bike into the ute.
James rode onto Roebuck roadhouse while I rode in the ute, stopping to refuel and rest for a bit we got taking to some of locals before we headed inside for dinner. After dinner the sun had set but we decided that we keep going the final 30km into Broome so we could finish the trip in 10 days. We arrived in Broome after the short uneventful ride and set about finding a camp for the night, even though the town was crowded we eventually found a spot at the Cable Beach Caravan Park and set up camp. The East to West Postie Ride for Farmers had come to an end.
The ride was an incredible experience and a lot of fun, even though only one bike made it into Broome I still believe that we both have succeed in getting their. More importantly we succeed in reaching and exceeding or $10,000 goal for Aussie Helpers with the current total sitting at around $10,800 at time of writing. Both myself and James would like to thank everyone that has donated and everyone that has cheered us on and supported us along the way.
Thank you all
Day 8: Alice Springs to Renahans Bore
We woke early, fuelled up the bikes and headed out of Alice towards the turnoff for the Tanami Road (whoever named it a road was being generous). This section of the ride was going to be the toughest ride and our longest stretch between stops.
The first stage to Tilmouth Roadhouse was easy going with road being completely sealed but it didn’t last for long. We were soon bouncing up and down along the famous Tanami road corrugations along the way to Yuendumu. As we bounced along we spied a section of tar ahead, but that wasn’t all we saw. Sitting on the side of the road just off the dirt section was a police car running a RBT. Admittedly I have seen RBT’s in stranger places but this still surprised me, after a quick chat and a blow on the straw we were soon on our way again.
We stopped in Yuendumu for quick bite to eat and to check the spokes (surprisingly none were broken) before heading out again. The road didn’t get any better as we kept riding with the corrugations shaking the bikes pieces. They rattled so much stuff loose that by mid afternoon my headlight, seat, backrest and light bar were all held together with duct tape!
But the bikes kept on running right up until the corrugations rattled my carbie to bits bringing the bike to a stop. I soon got the bike back running but with the sun starting to set we turned around and traveled back a kilometre and set up camp at Renahans Bore.
Day 9: Renahans Bore – near Halls Creek
We had given the bikes a good going over before we went to bed, tightening anything that was loose and duct taping anything that couldn’t be tightened. Surprisingly we hadn’t done any more spokes but still gave everything a tighten before heading out on the Tanami again.
I was flying along and took the lead as a road train went past us, I lost sight of James in the dust and just assumed he’d stopped to take a picture and was just behind me. I road on and kept going until I went to change song on my phone and noticed I had reception. After a quick call on the UHF I found out that James was held up with a flat tire so I climbed up a mite mound in search of more reception. Luckily there was enough service to make a quick phone call home and then do a interview with a radio station in Alice Springs. James eventually caught up and was able to take a stunning panorama photo of me making a phone call before we headed off again.
It wasn’t far down the track until I blew my rear tyre as well, but we soon got it fixed and were underway again. It was a bit of a surprise to me that we hadn’t gotten a flat earlier in the trip but if there was a section of rd that going to test our tires it’d be the Tanami.
I’m surprised that any business, mine or station can operate off that road as it just seemed to go from bad to worse with only the odd decent section in between (corrugated but not too corrugated). However the road did briefly become good for a short while as we passed the Granite Gold Mine.
Only the odd horse, dingo, camel or donkey broke the monotony of the corrugations and dust but we kept pressing on. We crossed into WA hoping they had used their graders recently but found that it was about the same as the rest of the road with some sections being the worst on the trip.
Along this stretch the bike had to be slowed down to about 30km/h to cross it comfortably. Eventually I just cracked and hit it hard hoping to either get across it quickly or snap the bike in two trying. Somehow I made it out that stretch and continued on flat out towards Halls Creek.
With the sun setting and James getting another flat tire we pulled up about 10km short of the highway and set up camp for the night. We’re currently off the Tanami track on our way past Fitzroy Crossing and plan on making camp in Roebuck tonight.
Day 6: Boulia – Jevous
The Plenty Highway has plenty of bull dust, plenty of corrugations and plenty of pot holes. But aside from all of that there isn’t much else, just shubs, grass and a few hill stops.
We left Boulia at about 7:30 and set off along the Donohue highway towards the border. The road was tarred in section with the rest being mostly fine except for a few chopped up sections where a couple of road trains had being bogged. The scenery ranged from scrub land to treeless plains that stretched to the horizon.
Two hours in we pulled over with James’ axel nut coming loose again. this simple issue caused a bit of a problem as we had off loaded all the tools and most of the other gear into the ute that was following a few hours behind. Luckily I did still have my fencing pliers in my saddle bag and pulled them out as soon as James’ was waiting under tree. I waited until I was done before telling James as people tend to get a bit jumpy when you go to tighten their nuts with fencing pliers (something about rounding them off and not getting them back off or something along those lines).
With the bike back running we headed off for the NT border and arrived their just after lunch, with a quick photo out of the way it onto Tobermory for lunch. We scoffed done a Tobermory microwave pie and then kept going on west checking the spokes as we went.
We arrived at Jevous later that afternoon making a quick refuel and talk about how they ended up with half a rocket in their yard before moving onto the Jevous river to camp.
Day 7: Jevous to Alice Springs
We left Jevous and headed straight into the bull dust, the graders had been through but hadn’t been able to move all the bull dust off the road and the trucks had only made it worse. The corrugations slowed us down a bit, but it was the deep bull dust that ended up sending me flying off the bike.
A while down the track I saw a bit of hill by the side of the road and thought it’d be good to get a photo of the bike at the top. I took the bike off the road and headed up the shallowest side I could find. While my chosen track may of been the shallowest it was still very steep and covered in loose rock making the ride up a tough one, but I made it. After reaching the top I got a quick photo before putting the bike in first gear and rolling back down the hill (And I wonder why I keep losing spokes).
We arrived in Alice earlier today and set to work repairing the bikes Achilles heel with James having one broken spoke while I had seven.
Tomorrow we plan on talking to Macca on Australia Allover before we head on up the Tanami Track to Halls Creek.
Day 2: Bollon – Past Quilpie
After a cold night in Bollon we set off early for Charleville, riding along the tar for 50km before we turning onto the the dirt. This was our first real decent stretch of dirt road for trip, it was mostly hard pack clay with a bit of sand and not a corrugation to be felt. It had to be the best dirt road I’d ever travelled across and it’d be a stark contrast to what we’d encounter in the days to come.
When we arrived in Charleville we went straight to the local bike shop trying to source a set of chain tensioners and axle nut for James Postie. We were able to easily get a set of chain tensioners from the bike shop but ended up replacing the axle nut with a few nyloc nuts from the local spares shop. We pulled into the camping store next trying get a set of thermals but had no luck, fortunately we found some in the store across the road.
We left Charleville on the tarred Dimentina Development Road (Australia’s longest road) and headed for Quilpie. About 40km out of town I saw some goats with the biggest set of horns I’d ever seen on a goat, I stopped the bike but by the time I got out my camera they’d trotted off into the scrub. However I was able to get some pictures of another mob. Further along we saw an echidna bunkering down in the middle of the rd so I picked him up and put him down in the scrub, getting a photo along the way of course.
We rode onto Qulipie refuelled our bikes and carried on, we only got about 30km out of town before the sun set and we were forced to pull over for the night.
Day 3: Past Qulipie – Windorah
Woken by the sound of a passing car we packed up camp and set off for Windorah. The road was tar and ride uneventful so we reached Windorah by midday and stopped for lunch. After we refuelled we got some pies for lunch and were sitting down outside when we heard the unmistakeable drone of a Postie Bike. The rider’s name was Pete and he was travelling back to Brisbane from the Gulf. He’d done over 100,000km on his postie in his various travels and was well equipped for solo travel, we swapped information on how we were doing things and then headed our different ways.
20 km out of Windorah I saw a large Black Headed Rock Python and jumped off the bike to get a picture, being interested in pythons I just couldn’t pass up the opportunity to get a photo with it. However in my rush I knocked the bike over as I got off and and knocked something out of whack in the carbie. I’ve had this trouble before with my CT200, I’m still not sure what causes it but the way to fix it is to strip down the carbie and clean everything out. By the time we fixed this it was getting late so headed back to town and stayed the night.
Day 4: Windorah -Boulia
We sent off before Sunrise and got 50km out of town before I had wheel bearing collapse, luckily we carry spares and within a couple of hours we had it fixed. We continued on for Bedourie leaving the tar and heading out onto the dirt.
The road was fine until we reached the Barcoo Dimentina Shire boarder and hit 20km of the hardest corrugations i had driven across (the locals in Bedourie assured us it was usually the Barcoo with the rough roads), we were rattled and shaken but managed to find little tracks through them. When we cleared that stretch the road was once again fine and we headed on Bedourie.
We stopped in at the Bedourie pub for a quick feed before pressing on into Boulia for origin night, I went with the plain mince pie for lunch although I was very tempted by the camel curry pie. Bedourie to Boulia is all tar with the exception of a short 4km stretch 60km south of Boulia. It was when we reached this section that we stopped to look at the growing wobble in James’ rear wheel and the slight wobble in mine. We soon realised we had broken a lot spokes and decided the best thing to do would be to drop a bit of weight then poke on into town and come back later for the gear.
We made it another 5km down the road before we were waved down by Greg and Kev who we’d met the day before in Windorah, we had to them for a while and told them our situation before we pressed on for Boulia.
We arrived a half time for state origin and I was straight to the bar cheering on the blues with only the myself and the publican being blues supporters.
And We WON!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Finally……….
Day 5: Boulia
Today is just a maintenance day with the six broken spokes on my bike replaced and most of the broken spokes on James’ bike replaced. While we didn’t have enough spares for both bikes we’ve been able to source some more along with a complete rim and plan to back on the road to Alice tomorrow.
Writing all of this on a IPhone is difficult so I’ll apologise for any (probably many) typos.
A quick little update on where we are.
We left Moree at 9:30 and traveled up the Newell Highway to Mungindi. Half way between Garah and Mungindi trouble struck Mackas bike with the fuel flow to the motor being affected. Soon enough the problem seemed to resolve itself and we were back on track for Mungindi.
After the compulsory photo at the old boarder crossing office we headed off for Thallon. We reached Thallon with no dramas and turned off the Newell to head to Dirranbandi. We arrived in Dirranbandi at 2pm and had a spot of lunch before noticing that Macka’s rear axle nut was missing. After a quick ask around a fella by the name Heath soon found us a nut off a land cruiser u-bolt and we were ready to go again by 3:30 but had to wait the extra 30mins for the servo to open.
Once we left Dirranbandi we hit the tar for Bollon but with the tar only lasting for 20km and yesterday’s rain that cut up the road we were slowed down to 50km/h. Dodging roos all the into Bollon we arrived with the sun just over the horizon.
So with a steak sandwich in us we now have our camp set up and I’m curled up in my sleeping bag.
The bikes are ready for the trip and with the departure date only five days away we’re getting excited for the trip.
We’ve moved forward our departure date by one day to Sunday the 15th of June and hope to leave Moree by 6am, travelling at at at speed of around 65km/h we plan on reaching Broome within 7-10 days.
Thanks to the donations of individuals we’ve raised over $3200.00 so far for Aussie Helpers, allowing them to continue the good work that they do for rural families and farmers that are doing it tough due to drought, fire or flood. If you would like to donate go to our donation page and click on the link or go straight to our Everyday Hero page.
My Postie is now complete and We’d like to thank Peter Hicks helping us to get the bikes ready for the trip, he’s done an amazing job and we’re sure they’ll stand up to the test on the track. We’d also like to thank all the other Adventure Postie Bike riders that have given us advice for the trip.