The Cormanus Chronicles: Remembering Jake and Elwood

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Day 9 — Walkwa to Boorowa
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Having spent some of the preceding day pondering routes to delight Aussie Flyer, I was a little disappointed to learn that the cloth he’d tied around the offending shock absorber was soaked. His suspension man had good and bad news. The good news? The shocker could be rebuilt. The bad: a gentle return home on a nice, flat, mind-numbingly boring highway was now in AussieFlyer’s plans for the day.

Was it just to get even that AussieFlyer inspected my rear tyre and said, “That looks a bit worn.”

“It’ll get me home.”

“Mmm.”

To make sure he had no fun at all getting to said highway, Pterodactyl and I decided to supervise his ride along the pretty and curvaceous Murray River Road. Not even plenty of leaf litter could dampen our enthusiasm.







Still corners okay.


The bridge across the Hume Dam


It’s a poor photo shot over my shoulder, but one can see part of the Hume Dam that contains the Murray River on the NSW-Victorian Border.

At Bonegilla we had coffee.


Then to Wodonga to get AussieFlyer on the freeway.


Realising that we were the only ones left to do the job, Pterodactyl and I ripped back along the Murray Valley Highway (B400), over the Granya Gap, into New South Wales, along a couple of slightly unexpected backroads and on to Gundagai where we refuelled.

I must have been despondent about the band. I took no more photos except a couple of this guy I’d been chasing all afternoon

By early evening we were at the Boorowa Hotel, a favourite watering hole and resting place. My rear tyre was, to use a technical term, stuffed.

The band was again a duet.

This is very much a "Ferret-like" eye for riding photography.