Que Sera.
Those young roosters The Justice Crew have recently had a number one hit with their song ‘Que Sera’ (click here to check it out). The words pretty much sum up our experience and feelings yesterday at the hospital with Joc. They are:
At the end of the day
Some you win, some you don’t
So I’m glad that I’m here
With some friends that I know
Always there with a smile
Saying you’re not alone
Singing la la la la
Que sera
We’ve being feeling for old mate Joc-ularity ever since we helped load him on to the RFDS plane at Oak Valley.
All of us at many times would look for him or listen out for his laugh, or look for his place at the table or around the fire. A bit like grief we guess, a sense of someone not there when they should be. Anyway, it was great to see him and it has given us a sense of comfort in that he is getting looked after, a little closure on the episode but also thoughts of looking ahead and seeing him again in Wang, looking at the photos, watching the movie and recalling our experiences together. And riding together again.
We stayed overnight in Hahndorf, just out of Adelaide in the hills and had great meal together at a German themed pub, drinking some Lowenbrau and eating some sauerkraut and wurst (German for sausage). We didn’t have a big night so that in the morning we would not be feeling the wurst (ha, ha, dad joke!). We had bantered around where we would head today and the end result was to head towards Wangaratta and see where we ended up. If it was in Wang, over 800 kilometres away, then all the better.
We made an early start, before 8.00am, so sorry girls; the Hahndorf Chocolate shop was still closed. We picked up the freeway at Mt Barker and started rolling out the kilometres. We went down to Tailem Bend and then picked up the Mallee Highway, going towards Pinaroo (coffee and dimmies), the border and Ouyen. At Ouyen we had a major issue. We got to the Ouyen Bakery just as the last vanilla slice was sold! Gary was heart-broken and had to console himself with a vanilla slice-type arrangement but with chocolate icing;
but it wasn’t the same. Young love waitress explained that their snot blocks weren’t actually made in Ouyen
anymore, they were made in Pinaroo. This helped, but he still trudged sadly back down the road to where the
bikes were parked… and was surprised and cheered up to realise that the shop we parked outside of actually sold Ouyen-made snot blocks! His day was made as he licked the sticky icing and snot off his fingers
of his second slice for the day.
Off again to Manangatang, Swan Hill and down to Echuca, stopping at Struggle-town for more coffee and dimmies. We were on the home run now, popping across to Shepparton for a final fuel stop and then on to rendezvous at the Glenrowan Service Centre just outside Wangaratta at about 6.15pm. We had smashed out over 800 kilometres in a day.
Que Sera, you gotta be strong.
Those young roosters The Justice Crew have recently had a number one hit with their song ‘Que Sera’ (click here to check it out). The words pretty much sum up our experience and feelings yesterday at the hospital with Joc. They are:
At the end of the day
Some you win, some you don’t
So I’m glad that I’m here
With some friends that I know
Always there with a smile
Saying you’re not alone
Singing la la la la
Que sera
We’ve being feeling for old mate Joc-ularity ever since we helped load him on to the RFDS plane at Oak Valley.
All of us at many times would look for him or listen out for his laugh, or look for his place at the table or around the fire. A bit like grief we guess, a sense of someone not there when they should be. Anyway, it was great to see him and it has given us a sense of comfort in that he is getting looked after, a little closure on the episode but also thoughts of looking ahead and seeing him again in Wang, looking at the photos, watching the movie and recalling our experiences together. And riding together again.
We stayed overnight in Hahndorf, just out of Adelaide in the hills and had great meal together at a German themed pub, drinking some Lowenbrau and eating some sauerkraut and wurst (German for sausage). We didn’t have a big night so that in the morning we would not be feeling the wurst (ha, ha, dad joke!). We had bantered around where we would head today and the end result was to head towards Wangaratta and see where we ended up. If it was in Wang, over 800 kilometres away, then all the better.
We made an early start, before 8.00am, so sorry girls; the Hahndorf Chocolate shop was still closed. We picked up the freeway at Mt Barker and started rolling out the kilometres. We went down to Tailem Bend and then picked up the Mallee Highway, going towards Pinaroo (coffee and dimmies), the border and Ouyen. At Ouyen we had a major issue. We got to the Ouyen Bakery just as the last vanilla slice was sold! Gary was heart-broken and had to console himself with a vanilla slice-type arrangement but with chocolate icing;
but it wasn’t the same. Young love waitress explained that their snot blocks weren’t actually made in Ouyen
anymore, they were made in Pinaroo. This helped, but he still trudged sadly back down the road to where the
bikes were parked… and was surprised and cheered up to realise that the shop we parked outside of actually sold Ouyen-made snot blocks! His day was made as he licked the sticky icing and snot off his fingers
of his second slice for the day.
Off again to Manangatang, Swan Hill and down to Echuca, stopping at Struggle-town for more coffee and dimmies. We were on the home run now, popping across to Shepparton for a final fuel stop and then on to rendezvous at the Glenrowan Service Centre just outside Wangaratta at about 6.15pm. We had smashed out over 800 kilometres in a day.
Que Sera, you gotta be strong.
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