Interesting how on the bike I really notice all the road surface changes. Each time they do a patch of road, the mix is different and you get bitumen that is fine and smooth and then onto a patch with big fat rocks (my bike doesn't like these ones so well)
Of coarse a natural arch in the road for rain run off. I think because of the skinny tires, and the weight on my bike, it is often quite a struggle not to let the road "drag" me off into the gutter. Depending on what section of road I am on, this can be a big struggle for quite a distance.
Wish I could say the same for that dag gone side stand!
Not good when I can not put the stand down and I really NEED to get that stand down.. like now!
Anyway, when I was at this stop pictured here, I watched a big 3 trailer road train passing by, and next to him was a man on a Harley screaming past the road train!~ He was so loud and fast my jaw dropped at the sight of it! I thought, deary me, if anyone ends up as road kill, it would be him!
Norseman.. which is officially the end of the Nullabor crossing, and here we make a decision to turn south to explore the south coast of West Australia, or head straight to Perth. I chose south of coarse!
I pulled in for fuel at Norseman, and after trying to get my side stand down at 2 different pumps, the Harley man that passed earlier was sitting there watching me struggle and having a chuckle I think.
He was VERY TALL, and beard down to his belly, with a big dark "Dryazabone" long coat on, black sunglasses on and his Harley was all black as well.
"What's the problem love?" I told him, he came over to hold the bike from tipping over so I could get the stand down. Wowee! The smell of alcohol was intense! Please don't light a cigarettte!
He and the boys had gone for a camp at Fraser's Range the night before, got pissed and were heading home.. but he got bored waiting on the others, which is why he went past the Roadtrain like a bulllet, and was waiting on the curb.
Then the whole gang pulled in. A real Outlaw gang.. They surrounded me and the bike.. "What's that your riding love?" A KTM.. "Oh yeah" They all look at each other and laugh..
I was ready to get on to Esperance. I headed south and the change in direction was throwing me a bit with a southwesterly. And the landscape was really boring and dull... I wasn't enjoying my first taste of West Australia much..
Just in time to enjoy a sunset on the ocean...