It all began on Friday 23rd September, 1994 - the day's ride from Sunbury to Keating's Hotel in Woodend actually finished in the dark (but the evening is best remembered for the beer, the lies, the cake and the darts). The Saturday was an epic ride to Daylesford, and a night around the piano at the Bellinzona Guest House. Sunday involved a few hills, and took in the Lavender farm on the way to lunch at Maldon. It cannot be said that the lads were at the peak of fitness, but it was a great weekend and the forerunner of many more to come.
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We met at Rod Lockwood's house at 9.00am sharp .... |
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.... did our best to get out of his driveway .... |
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.... which was enough for the day. So we decided to re-hydrate for medicinal reasons. |
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Do you really think I've got a shot of getting into the Michelin calendar? |
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The outfits for these one day internationals are getting ridiculous |
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It wasn't really Roddy's birthday - and the bugger didn't even share the cake |
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Gee its tough being fitness fanatics - we'd better go into this milk bar for a health drink. |
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And this is the one I pulled out of Mr Tulloch .... |
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.... things were a bit tight, we had to lift his legs apart, but eventually we got that silver spoon. |
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"Mike, do you think she knows we're here?" |
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Oh dear, how did I get myself into this? I'll just keep playing and hopefully the music will calm the beast. |
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Eventually the oysters kicked in and they all went off to one room, and that's when the noise really started. |
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No-one said we actually had to ride on one of these weekends. |
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Tulloch was thrilled to find some more road trash for his farm |