Day 0 – Welcome to the jungle
After flying into Melbourne on Tuesday night Wednesday was the organisation day. I picked up the rental van from St Kilda first thing in the morning and headed out to the airport to pickup Adam and James. We had three things to do, get the bikes, get the race fuel and get the campervan. Sounds pretty straight forward….
We navigated our way to the bike depot using the address that the NZ freight company had given us but we thought it looked a bit strange. After enquiring inside we were informed that the company we were after had moved from this address three years ago. The guy was very helpful and printed us off a map on how to get to the actual place.
So at about 1100 we rocked up at the right address. Our bikes had safely arrived and were ready for us to unpack. It took us about an hour and a half to get the four crates unpacked and all the gear loaded into the van. It was a bit of a tight squeeze but we had a fairly large van (Ford Transit size). We headed off for our next destination at about 1230.
This is where things got interesting. Not ever being to Melbourne before or really comprehending what such a massive city it is I thought the 40km listed on the Google map directions was a quick drive. We’re not quite sure where we took a wrong turn but when we saw the sign saying 30km to Geelong we looked at the map. We then realised that for the last 20 mins we had been driving in the exact opposite direction of the actual way we were meant to have been going, oops.
So, we took the next exit off the motorway and somehow managed to turn around and head back in the opposite direction. By now it was about 1330 and we weren’t exactly sure where we were. But after twenty mins of half good navigation and half guess work we managed to find our way to the campervan place. After over an hour of fluffing around by the campervan people we managed to get it sorted and head off for the last task of the day, the race fuel collection.
This was again underestimated and after about an hour of driving in fairly heavy Melbourne traffic we found the place (way out in the back blocks). We were greeted by three very friendly and stereotypical auzzie blokes in a workshop with engine parts and bikes strewn everywhere. Could have easily been the motorcycle wreckers of some small country town of NZ.
But anyway, the days tasks were completed by just on five (right on queue for the traffic). After a feed it was off to Wonthaggi (about 30 mins south of the island) to my accommodation and ready for the next day, my first time on Philip island.
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