I go back and help the rider to upright his bike. He's physically OK and his crash bar less bike is only slightly damaged. A passenger foot peg has broken off and some cosmetic plastic is damaged. He tells me his front wheel washed out and down he went.
Big Don, Daniel on the KTM and the 800GS rider arrive and survey the scene.
Having checked again that the rider of the downed Beemer is OK we mount up and ride on. I catch up with the group ahead at the junction to Flatland Rd. We had hoped to ride down this but it was closed. I think that was a good thing. Flatland needs to be treated with respect. It has previously twice wrestled me to the ground.
Boys will be boys. That's Big Don shedding water.
My feet were wet and cold after splashing across twice..
We ride on to the the Cooper Creek Store for lunch.
Having eaten we are mounting up when there's what sounds like a back fire from a 2007 KLR. The bike ahs lost all power. Stripping the seat and other plastic off it is determined that all fuses are good. Everyone states that they've never heard a fuse make such a loud noise. One of the group suggests sparking the battery to see if there's any charge in it. Using a piece of sheathed wire the bare ends are touched to the negative and positive terminals and nothing happens. The battery is dead, bereft of life, its electrical process's are now history, it has shuffled of it's mortal coil etc etc
Another rider decides to go and fetch his pickup so the lifelss KLR can be taken to Riders Hill. 2 other riders accompany him and we others decide to wait with Alan the KLR owner until the pickup arrives.
85 minutes alter the pickup arrives. We load the KLR into it and away it goes. Daniel then spots Alan's crash helmet laying on a table. Quickly strapping it to his rear seat he roars off after the pickup.
Now there's 3 of us. I make a command decision that we should follow on and let meet Daniel after his helmet delivery.
We wait at the turn to Gaddistowne Rd where we had planned to ride some Forest Roads in a loop emerging in Suches.
After a 15 minute wait my patience threshold reaches its limit and I tell the other 2 that I'm heading back to Riders Hill.
I arrive at Riders Hill to find that the pickup ahs only just arrived there. Wishing Alan good luck it's back to the Wal-Mart to find the running lights on my trailer have stopped working. I leave Don a voice mail telling him I'm heading home to make sure I get there before the defunct lights are needed.
ps
Still waiting for a ride report from you know who
