I have fond memories of this event; the ride up the Centre from Port Augusta which we thought might be boring. Instead we found constantly changing scenery,different vegetation, colours, wildlife, etc. Seeing the Kites and Wedge Tails soaring high in the blue sky or sitting on the road kill not keen to move off as we approached. No other traffic on the road except the company you were riding with, then, at the road house, a collection of maybe twenty or thirty fellow members busy filling up the bikes and themselves for the next 200 or so klms. Time for a chat, then onward.