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Saturday 11 June 2005 Day 50

Mountain Madness

Mountain Madness is an annual bike show that is held at the Mountain View Hotel on the Gillies Highway, at Gordonvale south of Cairns. The Gillies is a popular road for motorcycles.

We camped by the Little Mulgrave River beside the pub and were told by Ross, who has been camping beside there for 4 months that the water was ok for drinking. We had breakfast, washed up and then went for a walk to see if anything had started yet.

A few bikes had arrived and the Cairns Motorcycle Restorers Club had begun putting together their display of old bikes. We thought that seeing as it was a bike show we better bring the bike up to where the action was, but first it needed cleaning, we used water from the river and a bit of polish and it looked heaps better..

All throughout the day bikes of all types kept arriving. The organisers had set aside areas for each type of bike, sports bikes, American, British, Japanese, European, ladies bikes, cruisers, there were awards to be given for each category. As we were walking around looking at the bikes we met up with some people that we’d met at the Stinger Rally.
       


Kelly Boon

Honda QR 50

Year Model 2003

My Big Toy

Stacks – heaps!!!

When I’m bigger I want to be a Crusty Demon



Gymkhana

Entrants competed in 5 events and were awarded 1, 2, 3, or 4 points as to where they came in each heat.

The events were:

Slow Race – last across the line without putting a foot on the ground is winner.

Dribble – entrants had to kick a ball in and out between witches hats, trying to keep it under control

In the next race a pillion passenger had to put tennis balls on top of 4 witches hats

The next event saw the pillion have to eat a sausage that was suspended over the track, without using their hands and while staying on the bike. One lady stuffed all the sausage into her mouth, a guy in the crowd yelled “I’m in love”. She got to the end of the track and spat it out saying “I don’t swallow”

In the last event the pillion had to throw a water filled balloon over a suspended rope and catch it on the other side. It finished up being a water fight.

There were men’s heats and ladies heats and there was even one 7 year old, Kelly, on his bike but with no-one to compete against he just displayed his riding skills, he loved the crowd and the crowd loved him.

 
WINNER OF MEN'S SECTION - CAMERON                                                                  WINNER OF LADIES SECTION - JOELENE

 

They fired up the band while the organisers set up the burn out pad. A couple of guys from Extreme Machines had bikes to compete in the burnouts. Quite a few tyres were blown throughout the day and also one engine. Someone took his bike and sidecar on the burnout pad and the mob from Custom Cycles even put a Harley on.

The band played a few more sets; people had tea and partied on. We talked to a few people, mentioned that we were from Wang, and one girl said “So am I, I’m Katie Hourigan” There are heaps of Hourigans in the Wang area.

In the evening they started up the burn outs again. The guys from Extreme Machines had flames shooting from their exhaust, which makes for spectacular photos. One of the organisers, Les, took his bike, named Street Fighter, onto the burnout pad and had all the pipes glowing red hot and then his muffler caught on fire. (Boys and their toys!) He tried putting it out with a t shirt and eventually used a can of beer to extinguish it.



A HARLEY DOING BURNOUTS, SACRILEGE! 


EXTINGUISHING THE FLAMES

The band played another set while the organisers set up something they promised had never been done before, the grand finale of the night.

Head to Head Burnout was the final event. A local engineer developed a device where two bikes could be placed head to head in a channel and the one with the most horsepower would push the other one, almost like a tug of war, except instead of pulling you push. They did one with bikes from a local racing group, both painted like the General Lee from Dukes of Hazzard, but there were no takers from the crowd to compete. Someone in the crowd was chanting Harley, Harley then we heard someone else most likely a Harley owner call out go and buy one. Then it was time for the band to fire up again and the party to continue. We sat and talked to a few people before heading back to the tent about midnight.

We heard in the morning that there’d been a wet shirt contest after we left. The music continued till about three in the morning.

 

 
HEAD TO HEAD BURNOUT


Sunday 12 June 2005 Day 51



BEST AMERICAN AND BEST PAINT JOB WERE AWARDED TO THIS BIKE

Milo
, fruit and yoghurt was what we had for breakfast, with no power and the ice in the esky melting we wanted to finish everything that would go off. We packed up before going up to the pub grounds to say goodbye to the organisers and other people that we’d met.

Russell, the cripple with the triple, got us to leave our contact details and he’ll send us a flyer for Mountain Madness 2006. We said to him that we’d thoroughly enjoyed the show and he said “Not bad for a bunch of Hillbillies, hey”

As we got closer to Townsville the skies got brighter and sunnier. We stopped off at Cardwell, a pretty place where the main street is one side of the road and the ocean the other, Hinchinbrook Island is not far from shore.

We had fish and chips for lunch then called into the Lyndock Motel to try and catch up with John and Mary who are also Ulysses members. A couple of people have told us to call in a see them, but it didn’t appear that they were around; it’s a long weekend so it’s not surprising.




It was about 3.30 when we arrived at Coral Coast Caravan Pa
rk. There was a bit of a mix up with our booking, they weren’t expecting us till Wednesday, I probably gave the wrong date, but they found us a site anyway. We’ll probably move on Wednesday because the site we have is too near the road.

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