EDITORIAL
JULY 1979
Wanted – New Editor as
from Election Night.
In the near future it will be club elections
again. So it is time to start thinking
whether or not you are prepared to serve on the new committee. Of the existing committee, several members
will be ineligible to stand for positions and others will probably decide that
one year total involvement has been enough.
Give it some thought. Are you
prepared to give up your time and energy to ensure another successful year for
the club.
This is the first edition printed on our new,
second hand printing machine. We, the
club, acquired it complete with stencils and paper through the resourcefulness
of our Vice President, Les Leahy. So far
there has been no financial outlay – but we don’t know for certain yet.
Anyway it has certainly made the printing
process much more reliable and less hassled.
For which we are profoundly grateful.
Tom & Jude.
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JULY
RIDES
SUNDAY 8 TOLMIE KBCP 9am Lilydale 10.15am
SUNDAY 15
SPECIAL TOUR – DARREN ROOM KBCP 9am
SUNDAY 22 COMBINED RUN – BALLARAT TOURING CLUB KBCP 9am
SUNDA 29 LAKE MOUNTAIN DBCP 9.30am Lilydale 10.45am
AUGUST
FRIDAY 3 GENERAL MEETING Auction Night
8.15pm
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AUCTION
NIGHT
Don’t forget next G.M. is Auction Night. This is an evening which most members really
look forward to. This is the night that
you bring along your wallet (with money) and anything you have to
sell. Not necessarily only bike
bits. At other auction nights, bargains
have ranged from tents to TV sets.
The idea of the Auction is to raise money for
the Club. You can put a reserve price on
anything you bring – the club takes a percentage. Or you can donate the item and the club gets
the benefit. So go through your
‘junk’. Bike bits, magazines, camping
equipment, old gear, even what you think is rubbish. You will be surprised what some member will
buy.
P.S.
There is a rumour that there maybe some ‘El Cheapo’ tyres.
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CAPTAIN’S
RAVE
The Captain’s rave this month is on a sad note.
Through ill health, we are losing a very
valuable club member. As you know Bob
Evans has suffered as a chronic asthmatic for years and has persevered through
many Melbourne winters. But this year Bob
found his chest couldn’t cope with the cold, and he has decided to call it quits.
Bob has been very involved in the club over many
years – as a member, on the committee and as Magazine Editor. It is a real loss to the club to lose Bob and
his lovely wife, Sonya, too.
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FOR
SALE
BMW 750/7 BLUE. 53.000KM.
EXTRAS – TWIN DISCS ON FRONT, PRESSLEY PANNIERS
IN SAFETY WHITE. $2,800 ONO
RING BOB EVANS 878-6974
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CLUB
MEMBER OF THE YEAR AWARD
Progressive points as of 24.6.97
Keith Harris 57 points Mick Fagan 43 points
Tom Saville 50 ½ Les Leahy 42 1/2
Peter Philferan 43
½ Marcus Haeusler 38
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COMBINED
CLUB RUN 22.6.79
Combined club run to meet Ballarat Touring Club
at Anakie Gorge for a barbeque lunch, followed by back roads tour of Brisbane
Ranges. Meeting KBCP 9am.
It’s been some time since we sank the B.T.C. at
the Lakes Jubilee regatta and had a great day.
So come along on this fun run, a good day guaranteed.
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EDITOR’S
NOTE
You will probably notice a marked difference in
the quality of the printing between the front section & back of this
edition. This was while we were still
trying to work out the idiosyncrasy of the new press
The machine is definitely now a “U-BEAUT”.
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THE EPICUREAN G.P.
Where else, I ask. Where else, on a Saturday night in Melbourne,
for $2.50, could you get a four course meal, a tour of the city under lights
and pre-recorded video entertainment?
Where else indeed, but at the M.T.C.V.
Progressive Dinner! King’s Bridge Car
Park at 5.30 and things were looking a little sparse for an expected turn out
of 26 people.
Essendon’s most recent millionaire, Johnno, was there with the new Commodore courtesy of GMH
and his bank manager along with Chris and her brother.
A few more began to arrive; like Linda who
footed it down from Flinders Street Station while Kevin brought the bike
clobber from King Lake.
Then who should arrive but Brendan and
Sally. Who was cooking dinner? We’d only just recovered from the shock of
having the main course unattended when /Tom and Jude zoomed around the
corner. And just who the hell was
looking after the sweets?
The assembled crowd was thrown into panic. All it needed was for Ronny Hayward to arrive
and it would be obvious we were all going to starve for the night. No sooner said than Ron burbles in large as
life, leaving the soup to its own resources.
At this stage I reached for my wallet; it sure
looked like take away pizza was the only alternative. But no!
The collective chefs calmly assured me that all was well. So we got the bikes together and headed for
the Hayward homestead and soup.
Those mounted on two wheels were Kevin and
Linda, Tom and Jude, Brendan and Sally, Ron, David and myself. I shall ignore those who attended on four
wheels, as they’re all a bunch of peasants.
20 Hudson Street, and
it was wall-to-wall people stuffing themselves with soup and other assorted
delicacies. Three varieties and thank
you indeed Anne.
‘Give us 20 minutes start”, called Sally and she
and Brendan were off on stage two.
Heavy debate ensued as to the fastest way to get
from Moonee Ponds to Upwey. The way the bikes went probably wasn’t the
shortest, but it sure as hell was fast.
We were first there, and by now had discovered
that this was no time for table manners, just let us at that food. Very nice it was too, Sally. Rice, chicken stuff and some other stuff the
name of which I’ve forgotten. Probably cannelloni a la Ducati or something.
“Give us 10 minutes start”, called Jude and Tom
and off they motored in the direction of East Doncaster. By this stage there were only 2 bikes left on
the official run, a sad state indeed for a motorcycle club.
How the devil Keith Harris had gotten to the
dessert redez-vous before me I’ll never know, but the
bastard had scoffed 3 plates of pavlova before I’d
even set foot inside the door.
Never mind, Jude had done a great job and there
was plenty for all.
Smithy was anxious to get going and have his act
together at Elwood, but he needn’t have worried – the troops were slowing down
in no uncertain manner.
After a while someone suggested that we ring
Greg and have him drive back over with the coffee.
But no; we braved the coldness of the night once
more for the fourth and final leg of our eatathon.
I don’t have a record of how many kilomtres we travelled on the night, but I’ll swear I’ve
been on shorter Sunday day-runs.
Smithy put on a great show, not only with coffee
and cake but had the Muppets per-recorded on colour video. For a while it looked as if he would finish
up with the entire club camped in his lounge for the night.
Eventually we all disappeared on our respective
ways.
You know the really good thing about
Elwood? It’s real close to South Yarra
and home.
The Galloping Gourmet,
Les XT 500
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A THANK
YOU
The Progressive Dinner was a successful night on
all counts. A good turn-up, great food,
an enjoyable evening and a small profit as well.
Thank you Greg, for the
organization, and a special thank you to the club members who catered for the
evening and opened their homes to the rest of us.
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QUEENSCLIFFE
FOR SWIMMING 27.5.79
The morning looked gloomy, but I said to myself
“Why not”? When I got to KBCP there were
not many bikes and they were just starting to leave. There was Les Leahy, Keith Findlay 360 Honda,
an outfit, 400 twin Honda, myself and a XT500 Yam with
a very big 38mm carb, (rider’s name unknown). More about this bike later.
We headed out along Ballarat Road and I waited
on the Bacchus Marsh turn off on the Freeway.
And waited and waited and waited until Keith Findlay rolled up and said
that the guy on the 400 Honda had broken down on the other side of the Lion
Park and was going back to Melbourne.
That took about 45 minutes. Then
we all got going again and went to Geelong via Bacchus Marsh and down to
Steiglitz where we stopped and had a look around. A very picturesque little
gold mining town with a lot of history.
We stayed there for about an hour and the guy on the 500 38 Miller said
he was on reserve and needed fuel. There
are no petrol stations around there so we milked my tank and got, I think,
around 3 cups of fuel. Well, that should
last a while but it didn’t. We had been
about 20 miles and it poured. Boy, did
it come down. So we stopped and put on
our wet weathers.
Another 10 miles and the rain started to subside
and you know who ran out of gas again!
This time the bloke riding the outfit gave some fuel. Well, he gave two coups hoping to get him to
the next petrol station. No way. Only about 3 miles, so we stopped again and gave him some more.
As we were doing this, Les came back and said there was a petrol station just
over the hill. So we finished giving him
some petrol (he’s got to make it this time).
We got going and I passed him along the road and
filled my tank, pushed the bike aside and wondered where is
he?
He said he was going to put the stockie back on. Could be a good idea from there on a pretty normal ride. We rolled up at Geelong and it was drizzling,
we had some lunch and a thaw out, and were just about ready to go and the guy
who rides the outfit had taken a carby off and was
performing an overhaul on it. Oh well,
that done, down to Queenscliffe for five minutes and
back home along Geelong Road. (Tool late to stay longer).
Keith Findlay invited us all back to his place to have a cuppa and a
warm.
Well, it was the most eventful run I have been
on. And our warmest thanks to Keith and
his wife.
Greg Free Ducati 900.
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CHEWTON – CASTLEMAINE 10.6.79
My alarm went off at 7.30; it was just grey outside and the rain
was beating on the bedroom window. I’d
got home from the party the night before at 2am and if I could find the cocky
that shat in my mouth, it would be dead for sure.
Still, I knew I had to make the run as it was my
last chance to roadtest the bike properly before my
biking holiday, planned to start the next weekend. I had also lost my itinerary so I guessed to
be at KBCP at 9.00 to be safe. The rain
cleared as I rode in and it looked generally promising. So with a full tank in KBCP at 8.45 I waited
to see how many crazy people would turn up....
9.35 and starting to
rain again, still all alone. I had
decided a friend in Bendigo warranted a visit and was just pulling on my other
glove when Chris smoked in on his Titan.
Then over the next 15 minutes John McKenna and Chris ZIR, Tom BMW, Keith
BMW 1000 and Big D. On his ‘never say die Honda’.
By 9.50 under the shelter of the viaduct, with
the local paddy van cruising and closing in on us in ever decreasing circles –
we decided “us was it” and off we went.
Up the Tulla, still drizzling but clearing by
Bulla cutting. I had new tyres front and
back, semi dirt ones too, K70’s. But
after the Bulla test I decided that they were not too bad on road work
either. With the XIR leading the way and
Big D. Holding onto the tail we snaked on up through Riddle. Only two things really happened along this stretch,
Big D. decided he had only a cup of petrol and Tom on the RS gave the ZIR a
fright. (Just ask Tot to fill you
in. It wont
take much prompting.)
Woodend and we regrouped as Big K. Filled up
with juice. I think he actually ran out
but the bike has been running for that long it just forgot to stop. We decided it was Malmsbury for coffee and
took off into the Black Forest. Well, it
wasn’t, black that is, just wet and very cold.
By Kyneton most of us were as cold and wet as we could get so Malmsbury
was looking really good.
We lined up 7 coffees and found 1 cold person, 4
wet and cold people, and 2 people warm and dry.
Tom especially, his only complaint so far was about Kyneton; every time
we slowed up to 45k his tank started getting wet. Shame!
Both he and John also had electric vests and trying to warm up several
pairs of hands by shoving them up warm jumpers in turn must have looked pretty
strange to the locals. We talked and
talked while us more Spartan and real motorcyclists? Warmed
up. Funnily the subject was
always turning to fairings and heaters, and none of us could understand why
more hadn’t turned up for the ride.
Half an hour and on the road again with only
slight drizzle, and not far along we turned left off the Calder onto Conlons Rd.
Otherwise known as McKennas Hwy!!! At this point I was riding No.2 when down
from the hills on the left came a great herd of
stampeding cattle. They had horns and
all, so I gave way and while John and Chris zoomed off oblivious of the
situation, the rest of us played jackaroo to this mob
of 4.
Well we snuck past them and were able to
concentrate of the dirt, and dirt it was.
The weather was still spitting to drizzling and the track covered
everything from fast surface to loose, large boulder strewn mud. It wasn’t 4WD stuff or anything but it sure
did break the monotony of sealed road.
We hit the seal again and headed for Chewton not far up the bitumen goat
track.
Twisting through the town we saw a group of wet
people heading into the mine on tour.
But we kept on moving, to Castlemaine for lunch. Arriving around noon and still it was
drizzling. I can tell you after seeing
Tom hop off the BM bone dry, I cast more than a sideways glance at the Milk Bar
pie warmer; pity it was not 12V. But we
stood and talked and debated for an hour or so.
Generally enjoying just being on bikes even if it was
wet. The locals even put on a bit
of a car show for us.
By 1pm we had decided the mine wasn’t so
attractive and motorcycling was, so we twisted off down the Calder, cutting in
at the Elphington Flyover and pulled in at Kyneton
for the ZIR to fill up. I was amazed as
I worked out that the Duke had got 70 mpg on the 135k up to Castlemaine. But this was John’s full tank out already.
Once again we headed into the Black Forest. It had stopped drizzling and was now
raining. I just could not see how Tom or
John could be enjoying this spin, not even wet!! But what was this. Yes, south of the Great Divide the sun is
shining. Dry roads.
Yippee.
Off the Calder and through Riddle, I was even
drying out. Our speed increased markedly
down this fantastic stretch of road.
Even Chris on the Titan was percolating.
Best yet he kept saying. Even passed a Duke.
Pity I was only cruising.
Anyway down Bulla, damn cars held up progress,
and John said back to Niddrie for tea.
And he know some great streets around Tulla too. Nice dry sweepers.
Finishing a great days run at John’s folks
place. We also saw pictures of hi Bali
hols. Neat place to go,
and his new Commodore car. We parted and
headed home. A great
day. Tom, Chris and I took a side
trip along the Boulevard and back which proved fun too.
Those of you who were turned off by the rain
missed a treat and a drenching.
Bruce Ducati 750
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METUNG WEEKEND 16.17.18.6.79
What camp?
The members of the club, Tom, Keith, Big D,
Kevin and unfinancial me (Linda) attended the Metung camp.
We assembled near the Dandenong clock tower
around 7.30am on Saturday morning. We
left Dandenong at 7.45 and travelled along the Princes Highway (which was quite
hectic with all the holiday makers) to Sale, where we stopped for morning
tea. By the time we were ready to leave,
the traffic had thinned considerably, leaving a pleasant ride ahead of us.
We arrived at Metung around lunchtime and set up
camp in a CARAVAN PARK!!! (to Tom’s disgust).
In the afternoon Keith and Tom went fishing at
Lakes Entrance. Kevin and I went for a
ride around Metung and Big D. Went to Buchan National Park for the night, where
the 4 Owners Club was camping.
Kevin and I later joined Keith and Tom at Lakes
Entrance, fishing. YES< we did have fish for tea...and chips and scallops,
and dim sims, from the shop
near the jetty. I caught as many fish
without a fishing rod, as the three great fishermen did with their fishing
rods. The closest we came to catching a
fish was about 20ft away.
The guy on our left caught a fish, but wasn’t
game enough to take it off the hook. So
bid, brave Keith went to the rescue.
On our right, 20ft away a man caught an
eel. Quite a slimy revolting thing
really! Slithering around as the man
made two attempts to dissect the head from the remains of its body; and the
blood just poured out.
The only fish story we had to tell was when Tom
was momentarily distracted by two females walking past. The fish suddenly became interested in what
was on the end of his hook. But as
usual, with any fish story “that was the one that got away”.
Nobody could possibly sleep in on Sunday, with
the racket at sunrise from the bird in the tree near us, and the rest of its
feathery friends.
After breakfast, Tom decided he would return
home as Judy was ill. Keith also decided
he would go with Tom.
Big D returned from Buchan, via Bairnsdale, and
we decided to move the remains of the Metung camp to Buchan and to join the 4
Owners.
After erecting our tents, we went over to join
the people around the campfire.
The Victorian Wood chopping championships were
held over the weekend at Buchan and the logs were brought to the National Park
and used on our camp fire.
In the morning after breakfast quite a few of us
began packing our gear up. We thanked
the 4 Owners Club for their hospitality while we were at Buchan and then
departed for home.
In conclusion, to the METUNG CAMP “It was a disaster”.
PS I have now been on 2 club camps and both of
these were poorly attended. The effort
put into arranging the camps has been purely wasted. Will the camps arranged in the future also be
a waste of effort to organize...and attend?
Linda Delahoy
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LERDERDERG
GORGE 24.6.79
7am. Saw us crawling out of
bed and eying off a bright red dawn.
Remembering the shepherds warning we wondered just what sort of day we
were in for. Three hours later saw us at
KBCP with full tanks and raring to go.
By the time Tom was ready to brief us there were 18 machines present (16
solo’s and 2 outfits).
Right on time at 10.30 Tom led us out via the city, Flemington,
Racecourse and Ballarat roads to the highway and Bacchus Marsh.
Big D held the tait together. On arrival at “the Marsh” we were down one
machine as Keith (Honda 360) had pulled out around Maidestone
due to a rather whiskery clutch cable.
He managed to procure a replacement and eventually rejoined us just
after lunch.
After the break at Bacchus Marsh we continued on
to Lerderderg Gorge.
Arrival saw the fireplace cleaned out, wood scrounged up and smoke made.
Just as the cooking was proceeding
nicely, who should turn up but Mick and Joy. (Good Noses!). two weekends in a
row I’ve seen Mick and both times he was busy stuffing jaffles down his
throat. Any
significance in that?
After we’d taken our fill of tucker some bright
spark (!!) suggested that we try throwing a Frisbee back and forth across the
river. Result, much splashing, stamping
and throwing of water! Once we got tired
(wet) of that we went back to yarning.
Mick decided to find out how deep the water was at the crossing, and
decreed that it was up to the tank on the Boomer! Noticed that he came back via the shallow
though, and refused to repeat the performance for the camera. By this time we were just about ready to
leave and then discovered that we had lost two of our ladies. Joy and Judy had gone missing (per
boot!). to pass
the time while we waited it somehow evolved that a few would play with Les’ XT
500. Tom went for a run and brought it
back. Keith (R100/7) went for a run and
also brought it back. Mick went for a
run, across the shallows, down the other side of the river, back to the
crossing and in he went. Two thirds of
the way across he drowned it. No, he didn’t drop it, but it didn’t make
noise no more! Dragged it out of the
water, pushed it back to the group and started artificial respiration. You know, the usual
things, check the points, dry the plug, drain the carby. About this time the girls returned and got
blamed for one wet Yammy, not to mention the 2 litres
of water each of Mick’s boot held. Oh
well, boys will be boys!
A few kicks resulted in no noise. More kicks, then more, a push up the road,
then down the road and still no noise. A
couple of kicks and lo and behold, NOISE.
Let’s roll. Up the Gisbourne Rockbank road and up over Mt. Misery to the
Melton-Keilor road. A
left turn here and down to Sydenham.
A right turn here let the majority through to Sunshine and dispersal,
though Faye and I continued straight ahead to the Calder Highway and up to
Sunbury. All in all a
great day. Good ride. Good laughs and good natured ribbing.
Bye for now
Fay Honda 550F and Geoff Honda 750 outfit.
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PRESIDENT
Leaps tall building with
a single bound.
Is more powerful than a
locomotive.
Is faster than a
speeding bullet.
Walks on water.
Gives policy to God.
VICE
PRESIDENT
Leaps short buildings with a single bound.
Is more powerful than a
switch engine.
Is just as fast as a
speeding bullet.
Walks on water if sea is
calm.
Talks to God.
SECRETARY
Leaps short building with a running start.
Is almost as powerful as a switch engine,
Can almost match a
speeding bullet.
Walks on water of indoor
pools.
Talks with God, if
special request is approved.
TREASURER
Barely clears medium gum trees.
Loses tog of war with
Loco.
Can fire a speeding
bullet.
Swims well after rain.
Is occasionally
addressed by Gods clerk.
EDITOR
Steps over dog house with ease.
Recognises loco easily.
Can fire air gun.
Can float on back.
Can talk with Gods clerk
with permission.
CLUB
CAPTAIN
Runs into buildings.
Recognises loco three
out of four times.
Is not issued with
ammunition.
Can stay afloat with aid
of water wings.
Mumbles to himself.
BIKE
SHOP OWNERS
Falls over doorstep when
trying to enter.
Says “look at choo choo”.
Wets themselves...with
water pistol.
Plays in mud puddles
Talks to walls.
THE
BIKE RIDERS
Lifts bui8ldings and walks under them.
Kicks loco off tracks.
Catches speeding bullet in teeth and eats them.
Freezes water at a single glance.
Is God.
David DUCATI 860 GTS
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EXPLANATORY
SHEET RE THE “DEMERIT POINTS SYSTEM” WHICH CAME INTO OPERATION ON THE 1st
MAY 1970
In accordance with the provisions of the Motor
Car Act, a number of “Demerit Points” must be marked against your
drivers’ licence in the following circumstances:-
(a) If you are convicted before a court for
any of the offences listed hereunder, and/or
(b) If you expiate a “Traffic Infringement Notice”
which was issued for any of the offences listed hereunder which are denoted by
an asterisk (*).
(Noted: a “Traffic
Infringement Notice” is NOT a conviction.)
Type of
offence Points lost
Driver of vehicle transporting more than 2500
litres of inflammable liquid failing to stop at a railway
crossing..................................................................................4
Failing to give way at a pedestrian
crossing.....................................................3
Failing to stop at a school crossing whilst any
person is thereon................3
Passing a vehicle stopped at pedestrian crossing
or school crossing...........3
*Disobeying traffic control
signal....................................................................3
Overtaking or passing on a bridge when not
permitted................................2
Not keeping left of vehicle travelling in
opposite direction..........................2
*Exceeding speed
limit....................................................................................2
Failing to pass through intersection at such a
speed as to be able to stop to avoid a
collision............................................................................................................2
*Driving an unroadworthy
vehicle..................................................................2
Careless
driving...............................................................................................1
Incorrectly overtaking or
passing...................................................................1
*Failing to obey a “Stop”
sign.........................................................................1
*Disobeying a minor traffic control
item.......................................................1
Failing to pass to the left of a vehicle about
to turn right...........................1
*Failing to give way to pedestrians or
vehicles..............................................1
Driving between sunset and sunrise without lamps
being alight..............1
*Passing a stationary tram
car.......................................................................1
Driving to right of safety
zone.........................................................................1
*Failing to keep left of double
lines.................................................................1
*Failing to give stop or turn
signals................................................................1
Effects
on your Licence
When, and if a total of twelve (12)
‘points’ is recorded within the last preceding twelve (12) months, your
licence will be suspended for six (6) months. If the same number of ‘points’ is accumulated
in the last preceding three (3) years, then the period of suspension
will be for three (3) months.
Drivers are expected to keep their own tally of
points accrued, and the only notification given before a “Suspension Notice”
issues is a courtesy ‘Warning’ letter advising a driver that he/she has
accumulated six(6) ‘points’.
Surcharge
payable on renewal of Licence
If during any three (3) year period a driver
accumulates nine (9) “Demerit Points” arising from the traffic offences as
listed on this sheet, OR if a person is convicted before a court of the
following offences:-
(1) ‘Manslaughter’ in
relation to the use of a motor vehicle.
(2) ‘Negligent Driving’
causing grievous bodily harm.
(3) ‘Culpable Driving’
causing the death of another person.
Then a SURCHARGE of $100.00, is payable
in addition to the renewal fee of $30.00, before a licence will be issued.
Sole
Grounds of Appeal against suspension of Licence
A driver may appeal in writing to the
Magistrates’ Court, on one or more of the following grounds, namely;_
(a) That demerit points have
been recorded against him/her in error or because of wrongful or mistaken
identity; or
(b) That a miscalculation
has been made in the assessment of the total number of demerit points recorded
against him/her.
(Printed with the
courtesy of BMW Club of Vic.)
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WORLDS
END MOTORCYCLE RALLY
The 1979 World End Motorcycle Rally is being
held at Warren Gorge (in the main area this year) near Quorn in the Flinders
Ranges, S.A., on the weekend of September 29th and 30th.
Entrants should carry all provisions needed for
the weekend. Water is available and
firewood will be supplied. Garbage bags
will be provided so that entrants can leave their area tidy.
Cool drinks and fruit juices will be available
on the site at near cost price.
For those wishing to partake, a light meal will
be provided on Saturday evening (be early ‘cos there
won’t be any leftover).
No cars will be permitted on the site. This is a motorcycle rally!
Offensive behaviour is not appreciated, clubs
will be held responsible for their members.
Trophy points will be deducted for excessive rowdiness prior to
presenting the club award.
As usual, an informal (friendly?) gymkhana will
be held on Saturday afternoon and
The various trophies will be given out on Sunday
morning by the Mayor of Quorn.
Badges will be given to rallyists
as they arrive. 500 badges have been
ordered and preference will be given to the first 500 entries received before
the closing date, September 1st.
Entries after that may have to wait until more badges are available.
Trophies
will be presented for the longest distance male and female solo riders, longest
distance pillionist, longest distance sidecar,
highest combined club distance, highest combined age
of rider and machine and to the unluckiest rallyist. With regard to the long distance trophies,
the distance covered in the preceding week may be claimed, provided it is
properly recorded. If you want to be considered for a trophy, you must nominate
yourself on checking in . only those people
who nominate will be considered.
WHEN September 29th
and 30th 1979
WHERE Warren
Gorge, 18km north of Quorn in the
Flinders Ranges, S.A.
HOW MUCH $3.00
per person
ENTRIES CLOSE Saturday, 1st September 1979
POST ENTRIES TO MOTORCYCLE TOURING CLUB OF S.A. INC.
P.O BOX 12
GOODWOOD S.A. 5034
Please make cheques and
money orders payable to Motorcycle Touring Club of S.A. Inc.