Great Start - #gssafari Day one started dry riding with Craig, Steve and Jeff. It was a nice relaxing start to GS Safari with a mix of bitumen and gravel roads on our way through to Grafton. After lunch at Grafton Steve, Jeff and myself joined Miles as we set off for Glen Innes via Dalmorton and we all had a great bit of fun on the bitumen on the way out of Grafton :) Off the bitumen and onto gravel, the weather changed dramatically after the Old Convict tunnel on the Old Grafton Road. Lucky a ramshackle old shearers shed was conveniently located providing us with some shelter whilst putting the liners into our riding gear. After going through all this rigmarole we only get about 400 meters down the road before the rains stops, and I mean stops, line in the road, wet one side, dry the other! Still it wasn't the last I was to see of the rain :-\ With Miles off doing other stuff, Steve, Jeff and myself continued on down the Old Grafton Road were we stumble upon a fellow GS rider who'd got into a land dispute over the bit of road he was on with a kangaroo. Unfortunately neither party come off to well. We helped the rider pick his bike up (he was OK, we did check that first!) and Steve did some road side repairs so he could continue riding when he was ready to. I took this opportunity to take the lining out of my jacket as I was starting to cook, and it was a beautiful day so why would I need it... It was not long after this that the three of us become separated and wouldn't actually see each other again until the riders briefing in Glen Innes. Jeff had stopped to pick up a part that fell off his bike. I rode on to try and catch Steve. The ride up (and I mean up!) on the last part of the road was fantastic. Very shortly after this assent as I start a gentle decent down the other side, it suddenly gets colder. Time for the damn liner again! I got it on just before it started raining, and this time it doesn't stop raining. Off the Old Grafton Road and onto the Gywdir highway for 9km before a left turn onto more gravel for the final run into Glen Innes. I jump of the bike and wait here (yep still raining) for Steve and Jeff. After a while still no sign of them so I decide standing in the rain is no fun and I'll head back to Old Grafton Rd where there is a shelter. Now everything is nice and wet but at least I have shelter. Lots of riders pass by and a few stop and chat, still no Steve and Jeff. As it's starting to get dark and the riders waiting with me are heading off I decide to join them. At the turn off for the final bit of gravel on a cold and wet evening a bunch of the riders decided they'd prefer to stick to the highway and head into Glen Innes. Luckily me and one other rider (I don't even know who he is) must have remembered Miles at the riders briefing 'Adventure is discomfort recounted at leisure' and we opted for adventure! Cold and wet my visor so dirty I couldn't put it down as I couldn't see through it meant goggles only... more cold air and rain hitting my face. At 100 odd kph that shit hurts! So now I'm riding with one hand covering my face peering in to the darkness as the two of us splash and wiggle our way down the road. Man I was happy to finally get into town and find the luggage truck. Me and the unknown GS rider get off our bikes and shake each others hand, and now doubt both of us completely fried from a day of 'adventure', turn and wander off with out saying anything other than 'great ride'. Who needs names when we all ride GS's.