Intrepid Queensland adventure motorcyclist Stuart Ball has crashed out of his second attempt to set a sub-70-hour west-east motorcycle crossing of Australia.
However, he is well and determined to give it another go.
“It’s never over,” he told us this morning. “It knocks you for six when it does fail, but what you have to do is get everything home first and assess what went wrong and why.”
Stuart left Steep Point, WA, on Thursday night but unseasonal heavy rains in the deserts made it hard going.
Unfortunately, he crashed in a rut at about 85km/h on the Gunbarrel Highway about 1500km into his trek and was two hours quicker by this stage than last year.
Stuart patched up himself and his KTM 920SE and battled on to the medical centre at Warburton where he hung up his boots last night on his second attempt at the record.
The Great Australian Ride founder was only about 80km from finishing the Gunbarrell Highway yesterday afternoon when he came around a slight right bend to be faced by a couple of deep water ruts.
“Catching the front wheel in the left one, which pulled me in with nowhere to go. Crashed heavily on my right side, using my head and right arm as a brake,” he wrote on his Facebook page.
Stuart injured his right arm and torso.
“I pulled out my medical kit and set about cleaning and bandaging my wounds thinking I can continue,” he writes.
“The swelling was painful and I was doing my best to block it out while I picked the bike up to inspect the damage.
His bike appeared to have only plastic damage and was able to restart.
However, the sidestand was broken and when he clicked it into gear the cutout switch turned off the engine.
He used his satellite phone to contact his mechanic for advice and soon had the bike going again.
Pain kicks in
“By now the pain was really kicking in and doubts were starting to cloud my judgment,” Stuart writes.
“Pushing on was hard but I was determined to get the last Gunbarrel 80km done and reassess once I saw the Heather sign which took me about 2.5 hours of difficult riding.
“Strength in my throttle arm was drastically down due to the swelling.
“These times are always a dig-down-deep experience and I was trying to hold the bars tight and get through without doing more damage to myself which didn’t work as I came down another three times aggravating the swelling and bleeding.
“Hope was fading and there were a couple of moments of ‘What the hell am I doing’.”
Stuart slept, rode and battled on to eventually make it to Warburton where he was praised for the medical care he gave himself.