Thanks to Grant (Crunchy) for this report .

 

 

Cloudy, hazy and not a breath of wind, some call it earth quake weather, the boys and Ibu Nancy set off for a waterfall ride to Bogor. This rides organizer, our salubrious Mr. Gila failed to front sighting life threatening internal pains, commonly known as guts ache, normally caused from to much liquid amber, that Jack stuff or verbal constipation.

 

As rider fatigue started to set in Hoppie Chris’s throttle housing took a dive, this was 5 minutes from the gas station, a slap and a few strong words sore the problem fixed and we were off, Crunchy not wanting to be out done went one better a few K’s down the road, gas cable this time, a spare sorted the problem and we were racing.

 

Picking up Ralph D and Chris W on the way we had a precise plan of attach on how not to get lost, Ralph heroed the day and got us to the park gate together and in one piece.  Chris must have been pissed that Crunchy had gone one up, not sure how he achieved it but his gas cable went out in sympathy, these things always happen when there are 500 people around and it’s pouring with rain.  A couple of suds, a wet ass and we’re off.

 

The park is always a nice place to visit, unfortunately with the rain some of the riders who had not been there before didn’t get the full advantage of the tranquility and views.

 

A short ride down the hill and in to a little bamboo establishment that was found some months ago for some refreshments, not sure who pissed who off but the heavens opened up and we were stuck for two ½ hours,  obviously it was not going to let up so the team took a unanimous vote to venture toward Jakarta.

 

Apart from the torrential rain, the minus 5 deg temperature, the 150 meter visibility, the lumps of crap in the rain and the ever so careful mini bus drivers it was a great ride home and apart from Chris’s throttle giving the odd piss me off all bikes and riders got back in one piece.

 

The dog box privilege goes to our one and only Mr. Ralph D, if his orienteering skills weren’t so good Chris’s cable wouldn’t had broken were it did and I would not have got a wet ass fixing it and we would have probably left the area before the rain started again.

 

The goodie two shoes award goes to Chris W for sharing his jacket with Ibu Nancy .

Soaked to the bone