Monthly Archives: October 2011

F600 and CRX two rode to Moruya

Last year we tried to ride to Moruya but didn’t make it for a number of different reasons, including rain and stupidity.

We were determined to try and succeed this year and indeed did. The route we planned to take was the same as last year, but as we have both undertaken a number of rides or about 60 to 80 km during the year, we thought that we would be able to go further and camp at the Deua River Camp ground which is, in terms of distance, most of the way to Moruya.

The first day’s journey would be about 145 km long and would take us through Queanbeyan on to Captain’s Flat road, but before reaching it we’d turn off again to Hoskinstown and Rossi, as that road has much less traffic. From there we’d ride through the Tallaganda State forest (where we got lost last time) and then through Harold’s Cross to Major’s Creek. We woudl to the steep descent to Araluen and the campp ground woudl be a couple dozen kilometers thereafter.

Day two would then consist of the remaining 30-odd kilometers of annoying up-and-down undulations along parallel to the Deua River.

We were on our bikes by 6 am (much earlier than last year) and made good time to Major’s Creek, only being unsure of our location a couple of times. We used the GPS (thank you smartphones) this time to verify that we were indeed where we though we were. No flat this time either, but Caroline’s bike rack rattled loose somewhere after Araluen, but we were able to continue riding with it as it was.

It rained a little on the Major’s Creek descent, but then the weather played nice until after we had set up the tent in the camp ground.

It poured all night, but the rain got very light when we started riding again. We made it to Moruya without encountering any more difficulties and about ten minutes after arriving it started raining again. We hid in a cafe to wait for Caroline’s parents to arrive with our car, to take us home.

We think we could do it in one day. There would be less equipment to carry, no tent, no sleeping bags, just food and a stove, and fewer clothes. We’ll try that next year.