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The
Morris Eight Tourer Club
The latest mail delivery one day last week, once again bore the fruits of another well-organised outing by Brian and Rosemary Hancock, outlining meeting sites and times for the meander. But in addition to this, Brian had decided that in the wake of last month's successful Bull Nose Run, he would follow the history trail of the wonderful E and Z, also inviting the T Ford Club to join us
To quote
from Brian's flier we E, and Z owners received, "The tour this Sunday (21/10/01)
is being dedicated to the Morris Eight Series E and the Series Z, and we
invite you as an owner of these vehicles to come with us on this run."
There were, he noted, two restored Z utes, fourteen restored E's, one E
in original condition, five under restoration, three awaiting restoration,
and three for wrecking i.e., a total of twenty eight such vehicles. So
we should get a good line up of these much loved vehicles."
Arriving at The Windy Point car park in my Series 2 Minor, I was greeted by a small line up of southern members, and one T Ford. Soon the numbers were swelled by the arrival of more members both southern, and northern, and on command from Brian were soon under way. Down through Blackwood, Corromandel valley,. to our morning tea break at Clarendon. Home of the Clarendon Bakery. Source of Woodie's culinary desire. (Well for today). What's this? A sign on the front door of the bakery reading, "Clarendon Bakery Welcomes Peter Wood." Wow! He must really have left his mark on our previous visit last year. Guess the Echuca lass will soon get an intro to this spot.
After stocking up, both internally, and bakery supplies taken away to ensure the inner man was catered for at a later hour, the convoy left the Clarendon main street a lot less congested.
By now we had added extra Fords, Morris's, and a Wolseley to our convoy. Not a lot of E's, perhaps the fuel rationing had some bearing on the numbers. Actual count was sixteen Nuffield, and six from "Henry's stable" Brian's instruction sheets left nothing to be desired. All twists and turns of the route well noted.
There was a lot of extra activity along the way, with yellow tape, orange cones and marshals at every turn, and side road, not to mention the spectator throng amassing: This part of our journey was later in the day
to be a closed section of "The Classic Adelaide Rally" Pretty soon we reached Yanguru. The "welcome" cartoon character positioned at the gate leaving no doubt of our whereabouts.
The
area was no stranger to most who visited today, as Brian had taken us there
before. The cars, vehicles!! Circled the outer of the picnic area, chairs
out, BBQ cooked, and much socialising made it a really worthwhile combined
run. Both Ford, and Morris owners swapping info about their vehicles. Adding
to the pleasant surroundings, the back ground music of a youthful couple,
Zac. and Jake playing at intervals on their trumpet, sax, and mandolin.
These two young musicians are the grandchildren of the proud Brian and
Rosemary.
For those not in the know, Yanguru is an aboriginal word for dream. Seems our hosts Bob and Elaine had often dreamed of one day owning a property such as this, and once purchased, set about finding a suitable name. They found the name whilst visiting a relative at Mannum (A River Murray town). His houseboat bearing the name Yangaru. Once the meaning was made known to Bob and Elaine, both agreed the name was for them also.
Bob and Elaine are dedicated car lovers, those who ventured to Bob's garage, can vouch for that. But Bob and Elaine have gone three steps to further instil their love of fine vehicles is a family thing. They have three sons. Named, Dion, Bentley, and Royce. Can any one top that? After suitable time for lunch to settle Brian was once more blowing his posties whistle summoning the crowd to venture out in search of chockies.
I took up the offer to go as passenger with Woodie in his Morris Commercial and was suitably impressed with the ride to Medlow Confectionery and Winery. I did look in on the fine array of all things fattening, but resisting temptations, found a nice sunny spot on the lawn by the driver's side of the truck. (where I couldn't be missed.) Laid out in the sun, and took in the sounds of jazz wafting over the area from the winery restaurant.
Soon we were back at Yanguru, sampling the cakes and coffee Bob and Elaine provided, and after more socialising, decided it was time to say good bye. The sun shone brightly on us that day, in vast contrast to weekends before. Leading me to ponder. Brian is a really good organiser of club outings, perhaps he pulled a few strings with the weather man too.
Good work Brian and Rosemary.
Barry.