VINTAGE JAPANESE MOTOR CYCLE CLUB RUN TO MANGROVE
CREEK DAM, 28th DEC, 2008
Another fine morning beset Ian and myself leaving at 6.50am
to meet up with the VJMC after their member Bill’s cordial invite.
Opting to leave the Dommie at home and ride his XJ 900
workhorse (it was a Jap bike run after all) Ippy was ready and waiting
on my arrival at his home. I was on the OIF Bonnie, which I must admit
felt, a little intimidating, not knowing what reception to expect (though
I was ready to defend the Empire if the gauntlet was thrown down!).
Ippy is my favourite person to ride through Sydney with,
his indelible knowledge of the back streets makes the sometimes frustrating
journey to the outer limits almost as much fun as the ride proper. He also
knows where the speed cameras are and has an eagle eye for the boys in
blue.
We arrived at Berowra Mobil at around 7.55am, the only
person before us being Paul (President?) with his immaculate Suzuki GS1000G.
Before too long the bikes started to roll in…
Expecting to be besieged by Honda 750 fours and Kwaka
Z900’s, I was extremely surprised to not see one! That said, the group
(approx.20?), was quite diverse. Yammy XS650’s were best represented. The
bikes there were generally immaculate and my pick of the bunch was an early
RD 250 that I am kicking myself that I didn’t get a photo of! Others that
were spotted was a really nice 350 four Honda, an SR 500, an early Goldwing
and an RE5 rotary Suzuki. You can imagine my surprise turning into relief
when a member of the BSA club turned up on a clean 1955 A10 Golden Flash,
I was not alone!
The party launched just after 8.30am by heading north
up the old road. The pace was modest; obviously the front runners’ wrists
were reluctant with the threat of the loss of double demerit points and
an obvious police presence. It was quite eerie passing the Mt White Café
closed and all roped off with “Keep Out” signs at the entrance. Ippy and
I had never been to the Mangrove Creek Dam before, and it is a very pleasant
ride, as long as you don’t mind fragrances from the many chicken farms,
especially around Central Mangrove. The views from the lookout are worthwhile
for a brief stop; it was very obvious by looking at the water marks on
the flood gate control tower and the dam wall how much the level has dropped.
This is where we left the guys, who were heading back
to Kulnura to a café that was an obvious bike stop, as I had to
be home to avoid the rolling pin and Ippy also had somewhere to be, so
we hit the freeway as soon as possible only ducking back onto the old road
at Brooklyn, to enjoy a few of the corners at our normal pace which inevitably
can be a little restrained when you are riding in procession. A nice ride
with some great motorcycling people!