So I set out for Inverell from my place, and boasted to a few Members that I would do the trip WITHOUT REFUELLING!I had a 2 litre jerry as emergency backup - as the trip is 500km!!!!Here is the route....https://goo.gl/maps/dDhZOWell, I rode with the group at the speed limit for most of the way, with a few overtakes that didn't exactly CONSERVE fuel - and ended up at Caltex Inverell with this on the clock....
The top number is the 'distance to empty' calc - so you can see that I could have covered a theoretical 570kms ON ONE TANK!Not bad for a (dry) 300kg V4 motorcycle! I had it loaded for a weekend away too. 
According to my end fuel docket, I put 24.86litres in her. This equates to 58mpg average over 511kms! (20.5 kms/litre)!There was talk of if I had done the test 'scientifically' - 600kms may have been realised!Cheers, Diesel
So I've just finished a massive wiring project on the ST, and also fitted the V-Stream windscreen, and it happens to be Friday evening..... hmmmmm...You wouldn't know it - 20 mins later I find myself heading in to the setting sun towards the Wide Bay / South Burnett Region of Queensland.For me - that means a ripper burn up the Mary Valley Way which includes the lovely boroughs of Kenilworth, Amamoor, Kandanga and Gympie. All this after a great run up to Maleny, and dropping down the range out the back door.A quick check of the outside temperature at 6pm whilst riding, to see if I'll die of frost bite...
30*C - should be OK! :roflAnyways - the miles rolled on and the sun disappeared and it was time to see what the HIDs and Halogens were capable of....
WOW! - Like everyone will tell you, the pics don't quite do justice to the actual scene - and they are a little blurry...
Here are the full lights on.... dual 55W HID headlights on high beam; 55W Halogen spotlights; and 55W HID spot lights...notice the glare back from the HID covers to the rider's eyes. I'll have to put black tape over them, and I'll have to raise that RHS HID spottie a gnat's knacker....
And here is the same with no HID spotlights...
With this setup, I am able to set an aggressive angle on the 55W under-mirror halogen spotties (to light up the tabledrains) to an angle of around 30* from straight. This also helps see "around" corners as you tip in.....
The frontal and side illumination is impressive and reassuring. Flotsam, jetsum, potholes, and other organic matter (read mammal carcasses) on the road in front of the bike are extremely well lit up and plenty of notice of their position in my lane is given for avoidance. It does not reduce the amount of wildlife - nor stop them firing out of the ground cover at you, but the amount of warning when approaching stationary or slow moving ones is greatly increased.They say you can NEVER have enough light and this is true, as most OEM headlight arrays are found 'wanting' when night riding out in the great black yonder.One unexpected result was a slight ache to my left thumb from being too sh*t-scared to move it away from the dip-switch for oncoming traffic! I couldn't always see the oncoming glare letting me know that a car was coming, so I had to be quick on the trigger so as not to turn them to organic dust!ALL my light arrays are switched to different circuits (but work in unison) so that I can have all sorts of lighting combos to suit different conditions.
See the independent switches on my LHS glove box panel here....
Here is a pic of what Stella Treacherous (my FarWeapon) looks like now....
These were taken at the big traveller service centre just south of Gympie whilst having a nice warm moccha after a heavy session of research!332kms for the evening. Smile measured around 150mm (ear to ear).Hope this helps.Cheers, Diesel
So I'm chillaxin' at home when my phone rings and it's OzSTOC Member Dave (2uprider) on the line asking if I was interested in helping out."Sure. Doing what?""Marshalling at the Noosa Tri Festival" he said.WOW! OKay. He gave me the meeting point (watch out for road closures for the Triathlon) and time to be there.I had an early start and got the bike ready at dark o'clock in the morning. As I was riding out the garage - the rain came! 
Somewhere between light and heavy, so I couldn't make up my mind to stop and "wet up" - or keep going, as the freeway was only minutes away and the rain doesn't matter at 110kph. I couldn't see the sky either to make a judgement on how long this would last. I ploughed on and got out of the cloudburst a few minutes later - all good! 
Made my way up to our meeting point and greeted a couple of new friends and a few familiar faces. We made our way to the Marshalling point and was handed out the 'Official' gear.My first job was to take an official out amongst the Elite Cyclists and check for drafting, correct spacing, correct track positioning, and other assorted rule and regulation misdemeanours committed by riders.I'll tell you this... when you're right in the thick of it - there is plenty more going on than TV cameras catch with regards to communications between riders and marshalls. We handed out a few penalties whilst ducking in and out of riders - much like you see motorcycles do on footage of the Tour de France.The local Noosa MC Copper is blessed with a ST1300 - so I made my way over to him and presented a card. 
I found that it requires quite a bit of skill, and plenty of attention to do this marshalling because of the nature of riding very close to unpredictable cyclists on sometimes very narrow street courses with barriers and fans lining the way. Decisions have to be made that aren't in alignment with your normal set of skills when operating a motorcycle - for instance, when riders were overtaking, and hence using up a lot of the lane, I had to make the decision to go down the wrong side (oncoming traffic side) of a traffic island so as to keep a distance from the riders. Wrong way around roundabouts, and 80 in a 60 zone to catch up to the next group for marshalling purposes. After a while, you have cyclists travelling both directions (as it is an out and in few laps) and it gets kind of crazy! 
Add to that all your normal 'collision avoidance' receptors going off the scale, and wet, slippery, off-cambered roundabouts!!!!! 
It was awesome!My next job was to take a media cameraman out whilst he filmed cyclists in close quarters. After a few traverses of the course, I learned the 'hot' spots - but there were still cyclists all around and sometimes we had to share the same 2.5 metre track, so I just had to maintain my position in the group by matching their speed until we crossed the bridge.Here is a pic of myself and my 'Official Vehicle' in our marshalling area.
Imagine this li'l beaut rocking up next to competitors! 
I reckon for the first time ever it would be Loud Pipes COST Lives! 
A very exciting day out.Thanks for reading.Cheers, Diesel
Might as well pour yourself a Cab-Shiraz for this one as soooo much happened to our group during this adventure, even just point form would take up a fair bit of space....The dream of holding a National get-together for Honda ST Owners started a long time ago. What helped this come to fruition was a lot of hard work in lobbying companies, organisations and businesses to help out with the cost from a sponsorship point of view, accosting many cross-sections of media to help get the promotional machine running, many hours of ‘elbow grease’ in planning activities, locations to visit and tour through, finding and communicating with establishments that could handle our numbers for catering and accommodation, and of course, organising nearly forty Members to register, plan and travel to the final destination from all over this great country, many of whom, are FarRiders too.You wouldn’t know the trials and tribulations that went on behind the scenes, as the final product (from all reports) went off seamlessly and without any hitches, and a good time (as they say) was had by all.My adventure began with the usual excitement and anticipation that leads up to every distance ride. An oil /oil filter change, diff oil change and fuel additive I’m testing out, were all part of the lead-up.This trip had the added pressure of all the above arrangements falling into place too.I came up with a really great looking ride route (after a few versions) and made sure that I could drop in a see a few friends enroute whilst the opportunity was there.A 4.00am start on Thursday saw me riding out the garage door into the great wild yonder.Basically, the fun starts as soon as I get out my driveway as it is only a few streets to some nice Sunshine Coast Hinterland roads. Today’s run meant heading out the back way through Villeneuve, Kilcoy, Esk, and on to Gatton. From here a magic little forest ride along the Gatton-Clifton road will see you pop out on the plains just north of Allora and Warwick - where you can get sunrise snaps like this...
Temps went from 12* when I left home, and dropped to 5* as they do around sunrise, and then picked up a little again to 9*. A nice little ride in to Warwick and a stop for a ham/cheese toastie and coffee at a drive-through Zarraffa’s (that’s right - drive-through! - I sat inside though).From Warwick, I headed south through Silverwood, Cottonvale, Applethorpe, Stanny. - Aaah the granite belt....
Saw this fella near Cottonvale....
Plenty of these wonderful decidu....desydyou.... yellow trees due to Autumn through this area too...
Pic of author.... LOVIN IT!....
I was to follow the New England Hwy over the border through Tenterfield, Glen Innes, Armidale and Uralla, then veer onto Thunderbolts Way for a fantastic run through Walcha, and down to Gloucester for lunch. There is some mighty BIG country out this way - and very picturesque winding through mountains and valleys too.
Anyways - kept heading south past Newcastle to stay with my very good, long time friends H, Shannen, Sarah and Pat on the NSW Central Coast. A great Italian wood fired pizza dinner outing and great company for the night - thanks guys. 976kms for the day and a head full of great sights and experiences to boot.Next morning, after goodbyes were said, I set out for Blackheath - but via the Hunter Valley vineyards, Putty Road, and Bells Line of Road - Yeah I know - poor me!Well anyways - this is what it looks like....
The Putty Road - WOW! A must do - but you all probably knew that...
A beautiful ride in the early morning through this region. Stopped at the Grey Gums Cafe (half way along) on the advice of my mate Pete and had a great B&E Brekky....
Then a right hand turn towards Windsor put me on the East Kurrajong Road and Bells Line.... Another WOW! Stopped at this old (1907) Community Hall for a Navi check and looked around the back to see this!...
Bells Line of Road...
Finally got to the Blackheath Caravan Park around noon where Streak and Teela were just booking in as well.More ST Owners Club Members started arriving at the van park soon after, settled in to their respective ‘digs’ and made their way back to an impromptu meet ‘n’ greet and welcome gathering in the vicinity of the main part of the park. It was great to re-acquaint ourselves with old and new friends, meet folks we had only previously met online and not in person, and generally sit around telling of our adventures in getting there.John from around Orange NSW rocked up in this Classic JZR 3 wheeled, ST1100 engined ‘motorcycle’...
Some general OzSTOC National Rally pics.....
An ‘entertaining’ night was had by all at the local Ivanhoe Hotel where refreshments were laid on (and eventually dinner). Later that evening, I was just heading out the door as I saw some members jump into a cab for the trip home. “You bewdy! I don’t have to walk!” As I’d just finished paying for the obligatory ‘roadie’ and turned to see the cab lights disappear down the road. - DOH! After having a few ‘refreshments’, I thought what seemed like a nice little stroll back would probably do me good. I think I must have walked further than Leichardt by the time I wobbled into the van park. Lucky me - there was a party going on in cabin 5 - so I crashed it. A group of 7 of us ‘stayers’ raved on half the night and enjoyed some lovely (read cheap) port from a flagon that John brought with him - (that reminds me to delete his membership shortly). Whilst partaking and fellowshipping, I didn’t realise that I had turned on the stove’s grilling element that I was leaning on. Oh, I realised pretty quickly what I’d done.... YEEEOOOOWWWW! - Burn’t my bum! Those little studs that jeans have left pock mark brandings all over the nether regions! That’ll teach me!Wasn’t much sympathy from supposed ‘friends’ at this point - although there were a few teary eyes!That meant bed time.We organised the Blackheath Rotary club to come and cook everyone’s brekky for a donation from us to them for the community and what a brekky it was! Well done Rotarians...
I organised a posse to accompany me down to echo point at Katoomba for a look-see. Another WOW! moment...
Another activity we had planned was a group ride around the region encompassing Oberon, Tarana, Mt Victoria and Lithgow areas. In what was the largest gathering of STs in Australian History, the line of bikes went back for over a kilometre! We were quite a sight riding through the peaceful boroughs of Blackheath and Oberon. You can see the bikes still coming over the hill in this shot....
Here we all are at the lunch stop at the Tarana Pub...
Thanks to Peter (blueheeler55) for doing the recce for us and organising such a fantastic outing! Many comments were heard about how professional and skillful the riding levels were and what a pleasant and enjoyable sojourn it was. I must say the comments heard over the uhf radio were ‘entertaining’ and enjoyable too - oh - and somewhat informative at times!Another photo op at the end of the day to thank our sponsors for their help and input...
That evening was the official dinner/speeches/awards/trophies presentation.There were trophies for: Best Presented ST; Most Farkled; Furthest Distance Travelled to Nat Rally; OzSTOC Member of the Year; and Funniest Moment. The winners were all most deserving except the Funniest Moment trophy - they decided to give that to ME for the bum burning episode in cabin 5! Bar Stewards! Mitch came over from Perth to easily clean up the distance award - 3,900kms each way I believe. What some blokes will do for a beer and pub feed! Great job Mitch. I had the pleasure of thanking all the people responsible for their help in organising things, thanked the pillions who also made the weekend a heap more special, and to announce next year’s National Rally location - Victor Harbor.A really nice night spent going from table to table laughing and talking with folks was had.I think the kitchen went into melt down when Teela and Streak brought out this most delectable mudcake slice each for desert - 35 pairs of eyes widened - looking at the cake, drooling started everywhere, then a stampede to the ordering window so as not to be the one who misses out happened. I think everyone survived!
Next morning - another fine brekky from the Rotarians, and people started to pack and say their goodbyes. Great friendships were formed and re-inforced this weekend. It left everyone wanting more - but most of us had a nice ride home planned too so there was a bonus in this respect. For me - it was head out tothe famous Mt Panorama Racing Circuit for a lap or two, then up the back way to home. Some guys stopped in there on the way down and got great shots which will be posted up.
I was joined by long time friend Growly and new friend Mitch for this little outing.The three of us parted ways in Bathurst as I was heading north, Mitch back west, and Growly south to Canberra. I had a most fantastic ride through the Wollemi Nat Park and recommend this to anyone - I did the Bylong Valley Way. I have been invited by FarRider TonyK to stop over at his house if I’m ever on the way through, but never had the opportunity before, so I made sure my plan included that, this time. We agreed to meet at the Big Golden Geetar in Tammy, and ride back to Barraba. I was most pleasantly surprised to see Gateman tagging along and we had a great coffee and chat before heading back to Barraba as a trio.
We stopped half way at Manilla for a pub tea. What a nice ride out there in the setting sun - OK - roo time - be extra vigilant. I had two of the best riding point for me on unfamiliar roads. We agreed to not worry about our high beams and use them as if the other guy wasn’t there - as you know, FarRiders tend to pack a punch when it comes to lighting up the roads, and I reckon you could have seen the three of us from space when we all lit up! Only saw one ‘Jack’ on the way. We pulled up and said farewell to Gatey and headed out. Thanks for a great evening mate - most entertaining.Tony and I rode out of town another 5ks and pulled up at a dirt road. (I thought he lived in a little cottage in town - HA! - wait til you hear this!). We’re stopped at this dirt road and he says to me....“You might want to give plenty of room here so you can see through the dust - Oh - and when you hit the water crossings - don’t touch the brakes as it’s real slimey and you’ll slip - and then just avoid the the cow sh#t and you should be right.” WHAAAAAT? You see, Tony’ driveway is 10KM LONG! He lives on 2,600 acres of cattle country. He forgot to mention “avoid the cattle, and watch the cattle grids”. Boy - what an experience!I was down to (calf’s) walking pace for 200 metres at a time.....
...and there were heifers and cows laying next to the road that weren’t apparent until you were almost on top of them and heard their bellowing. All the while Tony was getting FarTher ahead until I crested one of the many knolls to see.... nuffin! Not a zack! He was gone. I followed the road which forked a few times and eventually had to stop and turn the motor off and look and listen. I couldn’t believe I couldn’t hear or see a 1300cc FJR Motorcycle with 11 million watts of lights out there in this tranquil, dark, lonley valley.A few moments passed, then I eventually saw a glow from over the horizon getting brighter, and engine noise becoming apparent. I quickly grabbed my little LED torch and waved it profusely! Tony saw me and came to my rescue. Probably laughing hysterically all the way!Turns out I was right out front of Danny and Bec’s place - two other great FarRiders - so that was my tyre marks Danny - sorry bout that - blame Tony!Anyway - another great night was had, and I got shown around Tony and Laura’s farm, and treated to a great show of horse control - sans bridle or any head gear from Tony and his horse Chester (pictured with Paddy). Thanks for your hospitality mate.
Left in the morning to traverse the driveway in the daylight this time.
This is what some of it looked like...
Anyways … (nearly there...) Left for some great roads on the way home through Warialda, Yetman, Texas, Inglewood, Toowoomba, Ravensbourne National Park - then home to Caboolture.Got a flat just after Warialda as the tyre was getting really tired now - 23,000kms.
I skirted in and around showers but never really got hammered.Here is a cotton field heading in towards Toowoomba...
And here is one of the last shots I took, because it looked nice....
Thanks to all for putting up with me this weekend, and I’d like to thank all the Rally attendees and associated businesses who helped make all this possible.Thanks for sharing my ride.Cheers, DieselEDIT: - Should have added that you can see some footage on our Youtube Channel of the Rally here...http://www.youtube.com/user/OzSTOC?ob=0&feature=results_mainAnd here is 'Stella' getting a well deserved steam bath and wax after never complaining once...
Cheers
