Hi all, My partner - hereinafter to be known (affectionately) as Sir Grumps-a-Lot, and I had been planning this ride for about 10 months and it's now been three weeks since we got back from our road trip and we're both climbing out of our post-trip depression (slight exaggeration but you know what I mean). I'll try to keep the details brief so as to hopefully not bore anyone and I'll put the trip details in over a few days, as shown in previous examples by other netriders, this seems to be the most reader-friendly way. Firstly, some details: The Bikes: Sir Grumps: 2007 Suzuki GSX1400 Mods: Engine crash bars, handlebar risers, Staintune exhaust, Givi racks & packs (46L topbox, 37L panniers). Sheepskin seat cover. Strom Girl: 2008 Suzuki DL650A (V-Strom) Mods: Engine crash bars, knuckle covers, centre stand, Givi racks & packs (small topbox, 36L panniers). Airhawk medium cruiser seat cushion (thank you thank you thank you Airhawk - I have an old tail bone injury from when I was about 12 and my Airhawk helped soooo much!!) The Kilometres: 9657km (including some side-trips) Fuel Used: 1400 â€“ 568.67L V-Strom â€“ 461.34L Day 1 Perth-Norseman, WA 732km The night before our leave date we were all packed up, fuelled up and tyre pressure adjusted so that we were all set to go at first light. Set off just after 6am with 0kms on the trip meter and much excitement about the adventure looming before us. It was a very cold morning, especially for this time of year, and we were dressed in our full complement of (Perth) winter clothing â€“ Dragginâ„¢ jeans, waterproof overpants, boots (dri-rider for me, Rossi for the Grumpy One), singlets, shirts, (plus cardigan for me), thermal lining, jacket, winter gloves, neck warmer â€¦.. and we were still cold! There is nothing particularly impressive heading out of Perth (not for about 3 days!), long straight roads, lots of scrubby terrain, red dirt (although I'm quite sure it's actually more of an orange colour) and lots of other traffic for the first two days (I guess being a Saturday can account for some of that traffic). Our first stop was Merredin (263km) for fuel and I could not believe how cold it still was. We never did find out the exact temperature but the fact that it was literally blowing a gale was not helping warm things up for us. Further along the road in a parking bay we passed a couple of cop cars with a group of cops standing around talking â€“ they looked up as we passed but that was all. As we approached Southern Cross we were doing between 120-130kph in amongst a fair few cars also doing that speed when we saw a police car had stopped a car in the oncoming direction and was in the process of chatting to the driver, Sir Grumps' instinctive reaction was to throttle off a bit of the speed which caught the attention of the policeman who looked up at us as we passed by. Bugger. Iâ€™m watching in my wing and sure enough, the cop gets into his car and does a u-turn â€“ heâ€™s now travelling but one car behind me. We behave ourselves most carefully but I still feel unnerved (I have a built-in sense of guilt ready to fire into action for any occasion). Then we come over the crest of a hill and suddenly into our view about 6 more cop cars parked off the road on our side with all the cops standing around. Of course when they see us one walks into the middle of the road to indicate us to pull over. The funny thing was, they were actually really friendly and amicable and all they did was breath-test and check licences. Then we were fine to go again. Strange. Moving onâ€¦. We stopped at Southern Cross for our first meal of the day, fuel and to stretch our legs. Fatigue had set in by the time we reached Coolgardie. It was very tiring battling the constant wind coming in from the south-east, along with the occasional rain shower. My shoulders were burning and it seemed that just about every time I put my left arm behind my back or on my pack to ease the strain of being in one position, the wind would suddenly try to wrench the handlebars from my single handed grip again. We got fuel then pulled over to the side of a road next to a sunny park where we made the mistake of laying down (too comfortable and suddenly pain-free!). Snacked on tuna, crackers and water for lunch then reluctantly pulled ourselves to our feet to suit up and continue. We stopped for a quick break and photo at the side of the road on the Coolgardie-Esperance Hwy The last leg was even more of a struggle (I blame the wind primarily followed closely by our lack of riding fitness). We had another stop on the side of the ride for another leg stretch and finally got into Norseman at 4.30. We fuelled up and went to the accommodation which we had pre-booked and paid for (cabin at caravan park), however they said they had no record of our name or booking. Grrrr. We were too tired to argue the point and went to a motel which had one room left â€“ it was about 2ftx2ft (well it seemed that small â€“ the bed was on wheels thankfully because to get into the bathroom you had to push the bed back towards the entrance door and vice versa). We ended up clearing this up in Brisbane and it turned out that there was a booking for us- entered into their books for the wrong date â€“ someone was not listening properly!!! We wanted to go and find somewhere semi-decent to eat but couldnâ€™t find anywhere, ended up going to the Caltex and getting some deep fried grease. Went back to the room where I promptly fell into an exhausted stupor at some ridiculously early hour (about 8pm I think) and, despite seemingly hurricane force winds outside, slept right through til morning.