Being a major inland town, it was exactly that. Quite large, with all the facilities.
We had heard all the horror stories about Dubbo, especially about the local natives. However in our three weeks there, we did not encounter one single problem, from anybody. Although in saying that, I would not loiter around the main town late at night, but that's the same anywhere.
Not much to talk you about our gig. Like every other property, we do what has to be done. On the owners return we hand over. go over a few relevant points, stay over the night and head out to the next morning. I will give a special thanks to Brad & Tracy, the owners of the property.
The morning of our departure, which was delayed by a day, I made a bee line for the public weighbridge, just to satisfy my mind on the weight of the RetroLiner. And what type of reaction did you get from me. You guessed it.
Feeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeerk!!!
I only got to weight the combination of the car & van, then the GTM which is the weight on the wheels of the van.Feeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeerk again.
Wasn't game to weight the RetroLiner, by itself, just to painful.
So we motored up the highway gloriously over weight, having thoughts of what if again!!!! But strangely enough the RetroLiner towed like a dream. The Val just crooooozed, the best I have ever felt it. We also happily chatted to the truckies, and a couple just had to know more about the Val.
Our destination was Running Bare just south of Narrabri. So after about four hours we arrived at our destination. More on that next post!
The Atlas Motel Dubbo
The second or back block of the Atlas Motel
The rig already to "rock & roll"
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