Anyway, it's nature, it's an adventure and it's good for me.
The trip to Mount Morgan was fine, the rain eventually stopped near Bundaberg and the scenery was beautiful all the way, especially near Mount Morgan, with all the twisty roads we motorcycleheads like so much.
On a stop I noticed this reflection on a shop window front. I can see now why some people confuse me with a cop. By the way, the cops use the same bike as mine. |
A town with a catchy name 'Gin Gin'. Very nice little town, I had lunch here in the park. |
In Mount Morgan I met a very good friend of mine, he actually owns a Hotel there and graciously offered me free accommodation, dinner and a glass of wine, as well as a long catch up about our personal journeys in life.
The Hotel is called the Leichhardt and it is an antique in its own right. Most of it is original and a delight to see and enjoy.
This particular night, he was under-staffed, so I helped in the kitchen making pizzas.
Making pizzas at the Leichhardt, with Andrew Adam (Mount Morgan) |
One of the finished products. Making pizzas is not as easy as I thought, there are a lot of tricks to it. No wonder at home mine never taste as good as the ones made by the pros. |
A - Sydney, B - Grafton, C - Noosa, D - Mount Morgan |