18/12/07

18/12/07
Left John Pennekamp at about 13.00 for a straight 100 mile run to Jonathan Dickinson State Park. We had punched the names into google and produced directions, which seemed simple enough, but Jane did comment on the fact that the last road was called “boy scout road”. When the garmin said we were there, we were in a muddy field, and a very friendly guy walked up and said, “looking for Jonathan Dickinson, you are the second one today” and gave us directions to the park which was 10 miles away. He did actually explain that it used to be part of Jonathan Dickinson Park, but was now a Boy Scout Campsite.
The bike had been having a little cough occasionally, and decided to only run on one cylinder next day, checked the plug on the non-runner and sure enough it was duff. Was going to use one from the RV to get to a parts store, but sods law intervened, the plugs are the smaller type. A passing ranger got us a short reach plug in about five minutes and we gently took the bike the 5 miles to the store for new plugs, magic, though it is still running rich.
The park actually has two campsites, so we rode off to the other to find the “old swimming hole”. Never did find it, just a boat ramp and a boat ride at $15 per head. The camping area we were on was very spacious; the sites were well spaced out and very quiet, apart from the odd mile long trains in the distance.