A few guys with a lazy Sunday morning coming up decided to get together for a ride out through the Barossa Valley here in South Australia and make our way to our favourite bakery at Truro. Hmmmmm strong coffee, cornish pastie and a choc donut.....I'm in! PBee (Tiger 800XC) and Sol (KTM 690R) turn up at my place at 0830 (ish) but Pete looks like crap. He's got a severe dose of man flu and isn't travelling too well. He made the trip over the hills hoping that he'd get better but not to be, so be bails out and goes home to crawl back into bed. Poor Pete Get to Bernie's place and there's ItsGotToBeYellow on his V-Strom, and Grant arrives on his XR650. Haven't seen Grant for a couple of years so good to catch up. Bernie's got the DR on the move after I gave it a service for him a couple of months ago..... I'm on the Tiger 800XC, so we head off through the gravel and dirt roads in the famous Barossa Valley. It's a great day, a little chilly, but nothing that requires any more clothing....it will be all good in an hour or so. First thing that happens is a rabbit tries to pace me on the left side, problem for him was when he tried to cross over in front of me the Tiger's front wheel hit him midships and he died on the spot. I show the boys some single track I found a couple of years ago, and then a trip down Molly's Track, which has been totally devastated by 4WD's using it when wet. So much so that I got the Tiger caught between two ruts and couldn't get it out - no going forwards or backwards. Bernie gave me a hand to move it but not before he took the dreaded photo of me being stuck. Sol emerging from the undergrowth... Grant too Sol in a hurry.. Grant too The Tiger's not going anywhere ....215 kg of dead weight. Bernie on song... IGTBY with the big girl on the single track, Some more knarly stuff along the way and then into the Sunrise Bakery for some man food. Talk crap for about 3/4 of an hour watching boats etc passing by making their way to the River Murray for some late involvement with the Long Weekend. Out of Truro and into some more tricky trails, when Sol continues the carnage on wildlife and gives a 4' brown snake a lesson in trail manners, and then I start to try and find my way back to Trial Hill. Pick up some tracks etc and then Sol sees a track he knows well and we're off. This is a fast and windy trail that makes it's way uphill eventually landing up at Trial Hill sort of east of Lyndoch. Sol says goodbye and heads homewards and it's good to see him out and back on the bike after his mangle with the kangaroo in the Flinders Ranges in April. He hasn't slowed down any!!:huh ItsGotToBeYellow has had a go on the Tiger and doesn't seem too impressed but takes his V-Strom back off me so he can ride it through the creek that's coming up. Back into Gawler and IGTBY swings into his 'blind' driveway only to find that someone has closed the gate for the first time in 20 yrs!!!! He rides straight into the gate and bounces backwards before dropping the heavy machine on the ground... I skidded to a halt and stalled the Tiger on purpose in a hurry to get the camera out whilst it laid on the ground. He spied my haste and dead-lfted the bike up to a verticle position just in time. Honestly Kipo, it was the same scenario as with you...just not quick enough....bugga!! Anyway, all home safe, a lazy four hours of fun and killing animals and getting into some laughable situations......all good. Thanks guys.