Australia Day dawned “FAB, Scott” – sunny and windless. So we did a loop out west, stopping at Newstead for a coffee.
The joint was jumping due to the Newstead Live Music Festival. We chatted and listened to some music. The Vintage Japanese Motorcycle Club rolled in – there was one good-looking bike amongst them:
We headed out over Tullaroop Dam to Clunes for lunch.
Leaving Clunes, we could see smoke in the distance and, as we entered the gullies approaching Daylesford, we could smell it and visibility was affected. However, once through town it was obvious that the fire was well to the north of us, so we high-tailed home to put the butterflied Greek lamb on the barbie. Happy Australia Day!
(The Bersaglieri Motociclisti rode the legendary Moto GuzziAlce (pronounced al-cheh), or Elk, introduced in 1938 for military use as reconnaissance and convoy escort.)
About three dozen bikes from the Moto Guzzi Club of Victoria converged on Marmalades for coffee prior to the run to Mansfield and Tolmie.
We packed out the Tolmie Tavern and the staff did a great job a catering for us all.
An easy 400km run in 35C heat!
Time to get away after the Christmas sloberama. Pleasant mid-twenties temperatures and surprisingly little traffic. So skirted around Kyneton to Malmsbury and up the old Calder to Castlemaine. Then down to Daylesford and into Glen Lyon for a pie (Moroccan lamb) and muggachino.
Then over the Upper Coliban Reservoir – I was amazed to see it brimming and spilling over the spillway.
One doesn’t appreciate the significance of a full dam in summer until you’ve lived through a drought.
Home via the Shell servo at Carlsruhe. An easy 200km.
Warm day deserved a run, so headed up to Avenel to show the Chief the grave’s of Red Kelly – father of Ned Kelly – and Arthur Bayley, the founder of the Coolgardie goldfields (his huge monument was paid for by the grateful people of Western Australia).
Dropped into the local W.B.Gadd store for a squiz and a coffee.
Then on to Nagambie to check out the statue of Black Caviar, which won a world record 25 starts.
Dropped into The Jetty for lunch. The service was very slow (we were the only customers!), the waitress couldn’t work the cash resister and had to resort to a calculator, the coffee was tepid and the bowl of chips wouldn’t have fed a 3-year old. Nagambie has to do a lot of work to lift its game.
Save your money and go to W.B. Gadd in Avenel or to Wagner Bros Fine Food Store in Murchison!
Quick run home via Costerfield and Tooborac.
The fork oil hadn’t been changed for at least 30,000km, which is probably too long, but I never seemed to get around to it. The Guzzi forks are similar to that of my Metal Stone and are easy to remove to replace the oil, so there’s no real excuse.
I drop the forks part of the way, then tighten the lower triple clamp, which acts as a vice so I can crack open the top fork cap. Then drop them all the way out.
Take off the fork cap, remove the spring and spacer tube and drain. The old oil which drained out looked like old dish washing water. After a rinse with kerosene, I let the staunchions drain while cleaning up the legs and parts of the front of the bike which I can’t normally reach.
Four hundred ml of lovely red Motorex 10w fork oil then went into each leg. Reinsert with the aid of a screwdriver to slightly lever open the triple clamps.
Taking the front end apart.
Dirty old fork oil.
Draining the forks after a rinse with kerosene.
Drop the oil and filter.
The foil keeps the oil off the wheel.
Rear drive, gear box and sump all draining at once. I still manage to spill gear box oil, though.
Penrite for the gear box and rear drive. I change them every 10,000km, not every 20,000km.
Usually I use Penrite 15w-60 but the garage was out of it. This 15w-50 Diesel is used in a lot of bikes. Guzzis need an oil with a high zinc level to protect their tappets. I change the oil every 5000km, not every 10,000km.
Diving in to change the inner plugs. The right hand one was particularly difficult. I damaged the cap getting the lead off and had to go into Melbourne to buy a new one from A1 Ringwood, the Guzzi dealer.
The lift makes working on the bike much easier. I had to adjust the tappets and change the outer plugs, too.
The after-market exhaust needed adjusting because the O2 sensor was rubbing on the frame. It’s a pain trying to do it on my knees!
After I zipped her all up, I gave all the battery leads a clean with bicarb of soda and some sand paper. She started straight up and – bonus – no screws or nuts left over!
Lovely day, so headed out to bring the Breva up to its 50,000km service.
Coffee and scones at the Dig Cafe, Newstead.
Looking south towards Clunes, canola crops in the distance.
The snake, an eastern brown I reckon, doesn’t appear as big as it was. I eyeballed the length several times and it was definitely over 5 foot long.
Commencing the 50,000km service. First drain the fluids while they’re still warm.
Weekend run up to the King Valley for the Moto Guzzi Club’s annual Spaghetti Rally. I took the Cali – I always feel like I’m going to a party when I ride the Cali! I had a Drift HD camera mounted on the brake reservoir for the first series of pics.
The pub put on a bus to ferry us from the rally site for a counter meal and few beers.
Breakfast at the Rail Trail Cafe, Porepunkah.
The Rail Trail Cafe, Porepunkah.
Nice spring day, so a run to Yea via Tallarook for a coffee.
Main street of Tallarook.
First day of Spring, a perfect 20C, into my leathers, and off for a fang over Lake Eppalock.