A ROAD RIDER’S FUN PARK

I have a mate in a powerful position. His job is to assess roads. Not only that, he’s a motorcyclist. He rang me all excited about a recently sealed road in Victoria’s biking Nirvana. He’d just come back from assessing it and his words were, “get up there and ride it before everyone finds out”.

At our regular Friday afternoon ‘church’ in Dingleberry’s shed, surrounded by his collection of red Ducatis, I floated the idea of a ride to the new road. A month has gone by and as usual, we haven’t been able to align the planets and convince our better halves that a ride into the high country is