PIC : Stuart Duisberg
The sound in the distance indicates that other travellers are on the way , a land so vast sighting the source of the sound impossible , yet something is definitely coming . Wherever one looks there is a harsh majesty to the scene , a land that is as old as time , a place where the oldest known evidence of life on Earth has been found , a place that was formed more than half a billion years ago . Standing on a ridge gazing into the time capsule that is the Flinders Ranges it ’ s not hard to forget that this view forms part of a motorcycle event . This is the Flinders Classic .
Dust rises between the low hills as bikes make their way to this vantage point . A conglomerate of machines , some small and seemingly uncomfortable , others large and ungainly . It ’ s a rich mix of machines , made more so by the diversity of the riders . They flock from around the world to be a part of this unique event made famous not for the machines nor riders but the location and the ‘ riding ’.
The Flinders Classic , now in its 15th year , takes in a remote region of South Australia drawing riders who want to be a part of the landscapes presented in this unique arena . Adventure and enduro riding well represented , two disciplines , five classes , all machine types and skill levels catered to . It ’ s not uncommon for aging Kawasaki KLR250 ’ s to be ridden alongside modern adventure classics ; Ténéré , Africa Twin , GS , names all present . No one cares what you ride , yes , of course there ’ s the usual banter . Will the KTM ’ s last
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