WTF are the porkies holding down in that picture?

Anyway, dive there was excellent thank you. Except for the rude prick in a ute that spoiled my run through Galston Gorge by piddling along at fark all speed and not getting out of the way, then the dude that pulled out of Mooney Mooney right in front of me and held up most of my run on the Northern side of the Princes Highway. Can't believe that I've probably been up that way 50 times, mostly on a CBR600 or ZX-7R and never been along the old road. Crazy. That's a nice run.

Anyway bikes. What a bloody farce. The joints up there are worse than the Bathurst store. It ***** all over that crap up there. Talk about no stock. I should say I only went to two stores though before I could see my plight might be a fruitless one. Went to The Bike Shop first. They wouldn't talk about anything but Trek, and only gave me the prices out of the book -10%, because that's what he gives internet customers. Thanks heaps. Obviously wasn't to keen to give me incentive to make the trip again. So then went to Pushy Galore. Dude there was much more interested to talk to me, and swore heaps so that raised my opinion of him. But he would only give me prices out of the book. Said he'd give me and my mate a huge discount when we came back to buy some bikes, but again, if they want me to come back they have to give me an incentive. He also said that nobody buys roadbikes up there, which could explain why neither of them had any stock besides low end stuff. So much for wanting to get a look and feel of some of the bikes I'd be interested in buying. He also knew the Bathurst store owner pretty well, which probably mean that my subtle bagging of the local store for not being interested in selling me a bike will get back to them and get me farked service from now on.

So basically I could see I wasn't going to get anything off any of them up there that was going to be any better than the local stores, so I thought I'd come home. To make it worse, I bought the absolute worst pie I'd ever eaten and had to throw it after two bites. Got another one from down at Umina, from a store that had supposedly won heaps of awards. Obviously their show pies are made to a different standard to the ones they sell the punters, as their pies weren't anything special either. I love my pies so this made me a bit sad. Then had a prick of a trip home with the traffic, so day ended up a tad ordinary.

Still, learnt a few things. It seems no store is going to be much better than the locals, and that it's going to be pretty much impossible for me to get a ride on something before buying. So my decision will just have to boil down to which looks prettiest, and what's specced best. Also learnt that being unwilling to get in and do a deal, give a great price, and sell a bike isn't just restricted to the Bathurst store. I'm sure if I get down on my hands and knees and beg a store, someone will sell me something.

Anyway rockmuncher, thanks for the tip about the drive. Haven't had a good drive like that for ages, so that made the day well worth it. Woy woy wasn't to bad at all either. People were otherwise friendly and helpful. Also don't mind the area as I had a great New Years down at Cocacabanna a few years back.