John Boucher wrote:Spectator breaking his neck and dying after falling through the sidewalk roof at Ellerines I think it was!

Bliksem John - ek en jy het waarskynlik al 'n bier of twee of drie ...... saam gedrink.
Happenned right in front of me. I was across the road when that oke fell through the roof. I remembered the irony. Drunken madmen - you

- doing wheelies through the spectator corridor of about 15 feet wide, and this oke got killed by falling 6 feet through a veranda roof.
John Boucher wrote:The oke with his Blackbird wiping out into the row of bikes and the end of the road (ESS Toyota side)
Still cannot believe guys did wheelies with t-shirts on. Geez trhat guy got hurt.
That was the first Rhino in Christiana. The town - especially the dop shops didn't know what hit them. Everything was empty by 10:00 on Saturday. I remembered on Sunday I went back into town to fill my bike for the return trip. When I opened the cap it was full to the brim. Still to today I cannot remembered I HAD filled it the Saturday.
John Boucher wrote:I also saw that a TL could fit a bottle of Red Heart, 2 litre Coke and a vacuum packed Rump Steak,

You had space for meat, and ctually took some.
John Boucher wrote:2 underpants
Was that for, after the fun - read near misses - in the main street.
John Boucher wrote:Must admit I travelled light in that time!

2 man tent and a sleeping bag with the Klippies inside the sleeping bag. That is all the ZX9 could take.

.......but be sure to pitch the tent before you meet up with the guys on site. Pitching a tent two o' clock in the morning with the empty bottle by your side.
This is what happens then......
My ZX9 and my nephew's 13.
The smokers always have to stop. Fortunately I don't smoke, so I take a cold one with to use the time.
falconp1 wrote:On the way home i was tooling along the Poch highway with my srad 600 laying flat on the tank doing two hundred a plenty flat out feeling like the king of the road
Like this, to make time up for the smoke break.
Nacho wrote:Getting hurt with dop in you is inevitable.
Unfortunately rallies, bikes and dop goes like batteries and torch, and I love all three, BUT I have a rule that I
always stick to. If I have a dop, I ride like my grandmother.
John Boucher wrote:Eish David.... the Good Lord has spared us to tell the stories

True words......en daar is baie stories. Looking at the pics, I sommer gets nostalgic. Bloody good times.
Happiness is: Wanting what you have.
ZU-CFW
My soul called, and it wants it's life back. Only one thing to do. Let's fly.