16-01-2010, 10:32am
Not a thread hijack, that was the bit I remember too. Burnt sausages, rolling the busa sideways down the embankment, two voltarin and a belly full of southern..... ahhhh good times. I slept like I'd been pole-axed.
THAT'S why I want a swag, that night and the night I spent at Threeways and the rest of the trip to the Rock. I love sleeping under the stars. SOmetimes I drag a matress out to the front paddock at our farm and sleep there.
But I've decided the tent and a bed roll is the sensible option.
THAT'S why I want a swag, that night and the night I spent at Threeways and the rest of the trip to the Rock. I love sleeping under the stars. SOmetimes I drag a matress out to the front paddock at our farm and sleep there.
But I've decided the tent and a bed roll is the sensible option.
(15-01-2010, 10:58pm)BLACKZOOK Wrote: That is exactly the point of my post cheeky. Which is totally off topic for this thread. The hard times are what we remember!
We rode round australia mostly in reasonable comfort (sic) and the highlight 4 me was the night we spent in the middle of nowhere, sleeping in the dirt, drinking a bottle of southern that Simmo had secretly hidden away.
Anyway living within your comfort zone is great but is it something you look back on and smile about?
I f*&^ing love room service but do I remember it later?
Sorry for the thread hijack Heids