Open road never stops shouting your name
Our PoB riders on the road are finding their way through the Gippsland region. If you've ever wondered why motorcycling and the open road never stops shouting your name, read this!
Susan: We had a lovely ride the past few days through rolling green pastures of Gippsland, cows and lush cheese and dairy lands of NSW, post bushfire devastation all through the region (the trees are recovering remarkably, but I kept thinking of the animals long gone) and lovely coastal villages up to Wollongong. One joy of being on a bike is the connectedness to the weather and to smells. City smells. Country air. Eucalyptus. Home fires. Different climates smell different. Different times of day. Manure. Fields. Livestock.