So sometimes the hammer goes down.
But the KTM is a weapon. The head nods on deep sand. The back end digs in out of wash always and the electrics stay dry in deep water.
We laid down the pipe to Hells Gate and refuel and hack off into the fading light
We arrive at Adels grove, a tented camp and shower off
It was a big day, Brahmin bulls stumble into the road and roos spring out of the bush
A big day but a cracker............