#motorcamp

Al Roche, my girlfriend Suzy (now wife) and I rode down to the Mount for a weekend, to stay with Suzy’s Aunty Kath, sometime around about ‘76, maybe.  I was on my ‘75 Norton 850 Commando, and Al was riding his brother Glen’s 69 650 Bonneville.

Suzy’s Uncle Don, and Aunty Kath ran the motor camp at the base of the Mount.

On the way down the the Norton developed a tiny split in the oil line to the rockers, which meant Suzy and I were oily from the knees down when we got there.  That scrawny rooster working on the Norton is me.

Suzy’s other Aunties and cousins were staying at Kath’s place and didn’t want Kath to give us the time of day, or even have anything to do with us “dirty bikies” (fair call I guess, we were dirty indeed).  Kath stuck up for us and basically told them to fuck off instead, we were staying in the house with them.  So we stayed.