It was an awesome ride. It's been about 4 years since the last time I rode the Black Spur. I always expect it to be full of traffic and it was a surprise to find that we had it pretty much to ourselves at 7:30am. The little lane with the closed gates and the warning signs was a gem. At once stage Ian and I encountered a cow and her calf around a bend, which both got spooked and then headed back down the road directly towards Pete and a small creek crossing.
Glad we got up to The Paps. The number of times I have ridden along the highway there and looked up wondering... and usually deterred either because I was with Jo, or was on my Super Tenere, or both, and to get the chance (with a bit of backup if necessary) was worth the effort for the views. That last few metres was a doozy with rocks and chunks all over the steep track, but I found coming back down much easier (and there was a lovely smoothish line right on the inside line of the road.
Another ripper section was coming down the road from Highlands down to Yea. I love those sweepers, and for probably the first time ever they weren't littered with stones and loose gravel.
I dipped into Strathbogie to buy a sandwich while the other boys headed straight up to Mt Wombat. The old general store in Strathbogie is now a pleasant (upmarketish) cafe with the post office inside, but also the basic milk bar items. They do fancy sandwiches and burgers too, so it might be a good destination for a ride some day (since the Ruffy Produce Store closed).
The only collateral damage for the day was losing one of the screws which holds my visor and peak in. I found an old screw lying around, and used a 5c coin as a washer and think I have come up with a solution which I hope will outlast the original.
Thanks for organising the ride, the route, and the weather Glitch ! (and for getting me off my lazy arse and taking the bike out of the garage for the first time in I can't remember how long)