Australasian Dirt Bike — September 2017

THEREISAplace I know where

thejungledirtbiketrailsare

loam. The overhead canopy of

vegetation keeps in moisture.

Heavymistpunchesthruan

engine’sairboxlikecoldwater

downadrythroat.Dustisa

distant memory. The coral trout

are plentiful and perfect.

TheEndeavourRiverflowsfulland

fat, bringing nutrition to ensure the

prawnsarewellfeedandabundant.

Thisisthelandwherethejunglemeetsthe

DAINTREE DREAMING

REDMOND’S RANT REAR GUARD

EVERYBODY

LOVES

REDMOND

WHO IS REDMOND? HE’S A BEER DRINKING, DIRTBIKING, UTE DRIVING ALL-ROUND GOOD AUSSIE BLOKE WHO LOVES ADB.
HE’S MADE US LAUGH FOR YEARS SO WE THOUGHT WE’D SHARE THE LAUGHS HE GIVES US WITH YOU, EVERY MONTH!

http://www.adbmag.com.au SEPTEMBER 2017 | 177

OUT OF SERVICE

EVEN THE MINING industry has been

shocked by the retirement of KTM

factory rider Ryan Dungey in the U.S.

This Caterpillar ore truck simply

ground to a halt when the news came

through. No word yet on when “RD5”

might be back in operation but doubt

Ryan will be driving it.

ocean. Daintree. Standing

atop Roaring Meg Falls you

can hear the land pumping

its burden of mountain

water down to the coast.

You can feel the rush.

Within this rainforest is one

of Australia’s greatest

trailrides. Fifteen metres either

side of this trail can be found plants

with characteristics dating back 110million

years, never needing to change. I will tell

you no more. Wugal Wugal.

I SEE A DECENT number of people

travelling in caravans and motorhomes.

I think North Qld’s weather and

landscape is a huge drawcard.

“Grey nomads” is what we call them. I

hear some moaning and groaning about

the pace and driving ability that grey

nomads display. Okay, I will explore that.

A grey nomad generally is a retiree.

So, for more than four decades, he has

been getting out of bed before dawn to

get his work done, over four decades of

dickheads at work, four decades of

sandwiches from Tupperware, four

decades of overtime, countless

mornings going out the door while his

babies coughed and had the fl u.

I like to daydream of the time when I

can wheel out onto the open road for a

proper look around. I imagine I will drive

down the cold Blue Mountains in NSW

and remember my time there.

I want to indulge myself by driving

slowly from Cronulla to Botany and

remember the time I used to do that trip

twice a day at breakneck speed. So I

guess our average grey nomad is

driving around doing just that.

I truly hope that when he’s driving

along and the rest of the world is still

insisting on racing, roaring and raging

around him, he can smile and relax and

say to himself “race on people, I’ve

already beaten you”.

MY TIME

WILL COME