Wairarapa Ulysses is a branch of the Ulysses Club of New Zealand, Inc. The Ulysses Club is for older motorcyclists, with over 3,500 members in NZ and has clubs in more than 12 countries throughout the world.
Thursday, 1 October 2020
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Busy day for the branch today. 10 of us involved in the cycle race marshaling, split over 3 races, and we still managed to have 10 other members ride out to Alfredton to meet up with the Taranaki and Manawatu riders. Around 32 bikes all up rolling out to Pongaroa.
Pongaroa riders were made up of:
Rex, Serena, Ursala, Tom & Jean, Donna, Keith, Robin, Bernard, Guy
He is looking at selling his bike, so if you are interested, see the details below:
2002 Honda ST1100 Pan-European
Colour - Red
Original Honda top case
Bike is in very good condition. Price $TBA
This is one of the last ST1100 bikes to leave the German Honda factory, after the introduction of the ST1300. The bike was imported when Albert moved from the Netherlands in November 2007, so it is a real European version of the ST1100.
If you know of anyone that may be interested, pass the details on.
The Remembrance run is done and dusted for another year. Weather played ball, which was not quite what the weatherman had on order. On bikes were Rexzy, Bouncy & Jo on a new addition to the family, Nik & Ken. Andy, Karen, and Ursala were in Andy's ute and Pieman decided to take the new truck for a spin. Sudsy turned up to see us off and make sure we had all the provisions loaded. Rexzy leads out, with first stop Norsewood, for the obligatory coffee stop. A light touch of drizzle on the way but nothing much to speak of. Next leg was to the Bayview service station via the main route. Andy's truck decided it didn't like the Ranger sitting on its tailpipe and decided to throw a rock up and crack Pieman's windscreen ..... bastard 🤬. The final leg into Taupo was a good run on the Napier/Taupo highway. The weather held out and good speed was made. There were a few road works en route but the road was pretty dry so no dramas. Would have been a different story on a wet road, as the surface was pretty crappy in areas. Settled into the Silver Fern motel and got some nibbles in from the supermarket. A few wines and beer and then off to town for some dinner. Found a Japanese dinner that did a bit of a mix of meals. Not too bad.
Next stop, the dining area at the motel where we settled in and supped a few bevvies and talked bollocks. Kevvie and Sudsy graced us with their presence at 2214 hours, with us estimating their arrival time at 2215. The consumption of ginger wine, port, Appleton Estate rum, Craggenmore single malt, Rexzy's wee hip flask of whiskey and Sudsy's Black Heart poison had everyone in high spirits. Some more than others. Bodies were hauled to bed in the wee hours. Saturday morning saw some looking the worse for wear but we staggered out for brekkie in town. Everyone pretty much did their own thing until we all headed for the remembrance service in the afternoon. Tony and Michelle, Little Dave and Mike met us at the Convention Centre where the service was conducted. The second year in a row, that having been given our list of our fallen, that names were missing from the roll call. Maybe the third times a charm. We'll see next year. Very long service and a number of pers were starting to suffer from whiplash. All, that is, bar one. He, who shall not be named, failed to make it to the service being incapacitated by one glass of milk too much the night before. Needless to say, it will not be soon forgotten 🐈 ... meow! Dinner was a walk into town to the local Cobb & Co, where we were joined by a couple of Andy and Karen's friends from the Motherland and young Cedric, who meets up each year with us. He likes riding his road bike over the edge of cliffs. The meals were not too bad but the prices have certainly gone up.
The heavens decided to leak on us for the return trip home. A handful stayed up to watch the AB's disgrace themselves.
Sunday morning was a cooked breakfast at the motel. Excellent feed for just $7. More than enough food for everyone. We all left together for the return trip home. Route back was back through the Napier/Taupo highway with the first stop back at Bayview. Some of the group split off here to do a straight run home. The rest of us took Highway 50 back to Norsewood for another coffee and snack before pushing on for home. Few of the Old Bill about on the way back through 50. No-one pulled over though, so all good. A great trip away, with a few memories to look back on and have a laugh over. (What goes on tour, stays on tour 😅)
Pieman, Bill & Liz, Rexy, Nobby, Zimmerman, Keith, Little Dave, Gary Thomson
Rex organised our first ride with a road and gravel route. Pieman, Nobby, and Zimmerman all took up the gravel route option (Although we were left with no choice. Rex made it very clear that he had spent a lot of time and effort planning out the routes and we were bloody well going to do it 😂)
Bill and Liz met up with us at Farriers, having journeyed across the hill. Gary met up with us along the way.
The route had the road riders heading up the back routes to Woodville with the gravel riders breaking away at various points to take a detour before meeting back up along the main route.
We all started off out towards Mauriceville with the gravel riders breaking away and heading through the Mauriceville West route. We came off the gravel near Hastwell just as the road riders went through so tagged on the back of the group. Over SH2 through Kaiparoro and a loop round to Newman.
The gravel riders peeled off again at Nireaha to hug the gravel route along the hills to come out at the bridges through Mangamaire. The road riders took the western back roads through to the Bridge Cafe road and onto Woodville. There were another couple of back roads and gravel roads for the adventurers, coming out on the Bridge Cafe road and onto Woodville to meet up with the others for lunch at the Long Black Cafe.
After lunch, it was a loop out through Hopelands, north of Woodville and back to Paihiatua for the smaller bikes to gas up. There was a short ride of a few Kms on gravel for the whole group. Nice hardpack, so no dramas for the road bikes.
The home run was back through Kaitawa to Alfredton and home. One more gravel road for us to navigate through Rongomai, Flat Hill to Ihuraua. Nobby must have had a sniff of home, as he put on some pace on this route.
Only one incident of note on the trip when Pieman decided there was no point trying to avoid a chicken that had already tempted fate a number of times between the riders and went over the top of it in a cloud of feathers. The damn chook didn't even have the decency to climb up on the exhaust once plucked and provide a cooked meal for dinner.
On the home leg, there was only around 5 minutes difference between the groups arriving back at Farriers, so pretty good really.
Thanks, Rexy for organising an interesting little trip. It was good to have a mix of road and gravel for those so inclined and we got to see a bit of the backcountry not often seen.
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