So I had an early start – what is this 5:30 alarm on a Sunday business? At least I didn’t throw it across the room like a certain trip leader who almost forgot the trip…. (I don’t think he will get me to do trip report again…) Off I head – with no one wanting to join me at such an early hour. It was a good trip – less traffic than I am used to heading south – until I found the cyclists – not one or ten, but hundreds! Some sort of race to Mount Tamborine I think – complete with police escort. So that is my excuse for being late and I am sticking to it!
So after breakfast and coffee at Maccas, we headed out to the park. A short discussion with the owner (read the sarcasm…) we aired down and headed out to the track. We decided to hit the left hand side of the park first, as it seems to be split in two fingers. It is my first time to the park, although Brent had been and done damage before. Nick hadn’t been to the park, so it was up to Brent to lead us around. Except we ended up reversed in convoy and I lead. Nick quickly learned that following me exactly was not always the recommended action. I must admit, following the Colorado a few times, I was fairly impressed with it’s off road ability – more flex than I would have given it credit for.
Our first play was through a creek bed up the top end. Brent went first – he wanted to play last time but didn’t get the opportunity. I followed suit with the boys in the passenger seat – nice to stretch the legs on the old bus. The Colorado was to pretty and shiny to risk damage on it, but that is part of the advantage of a
club. You may not be able to do all the tracks, but you can jump in to a vehicle that can. We headed back down, trying to follow a different track, but had to come back out due to the recent logging which has occurred. We headed down the ridge, which included a pretty steep long downhill section, ready to tackle the right hand finger.
We headed up, checking out campsites on the way, as well as a series of huts. These huts were apparently over 100 years old, but were in pretty good shape for the age. I can only hope I look as good at 100! We then traveled further up and ended up at a play area. Brent and I had a bit or a run through, with the boys jumping in the cruiser. I don’t think they wanted to catch that Jeep thing…. We then headed further north to another log cottage with a nice rocky entrance. Just after this climb out, we found that Brent had one shock absorber was one of the new wireless models, with no connection between the chassis and the axle. Oh well – warranty job as they are only new.
We headed back down to find the ‘Mountain bike course’ – this appears to be overgrown, but could in time become a lot of fun. We headed back down as the rain started to fall, checking out some other harder tracks as well as some larger campsites suitable for the club.
Overall, the park has some great driving for all kinds of drivers, as well as some great activities for the kids, as well as the young at heart. Thanks to Brent for leading us, and a great day out! And for the record, no recoveries, no panel damage (We will overlook Brent’s shocky) and no trip leaders embarrassed by not being able to get over a rock!