Biker Road Tales

A BLOKE I used to ride with was known as Rumball of the Baileys, a humorous play on the title…

A BLOKE I used to ride with was known as Rumball of the Baileys, a humorous play on the title…

SO I’M DRIVING down to Geelong and I’m fumin’! “You wait! When I’m Minister fer Roads there’s gunna be some…

I REMEMBER GOING to Bathurst one Easter for the bike races — maybe it was 1978 — and was totally…

AFTER CHECKING out the sights of Darwin it was time to leave. On my way to Litchfield National Park, I…

IT WAS a different time back in the 1970s when only big banks and scientists had computers. Instead of mobile…

AFTER WORKING for the same company for a long time, I finally pulled the pin. I thought between jobs I…

ALTHOUGH THIS series of recollections and yarns is entitled ‘Living in the ’70s,’ the particular incident I’m about to relate…

MY ANNUAL pilgrimage to the land of Harley-Davidson has been curtailed this year thanks to the GFC! Or no fucking…

I NEVER thought riding a moped could be so much fun. I recently travelled to Bali with Richie, a good…

LOOKING BACK on one’s wild days of youth, it’s easy to get caught up in the old Rose Tinted Goggles…

“YEP — FAIR DINKUM — brand new WLA Harleys; they’re still in their packing crates and cost only $10 bucks…