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Ulysses Bikers love the slowest 2 wheeler, Harvey

Canberra to Sydney to Byron Bay

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On this journey I have met some extra ordinary people. Since I walked from Melbourne on the journey to Canberra on the freeway, I have made new friends, bikers and members of Ulysses.

Dizzy and Sjan were the first of many bikers who have joined in with the happy feeling of being free on the road. I have been given so much advice and information that I now hope that the Ulysses bikers can be a major part of the Walk for Peace, as freedom, the right to travel, and expressing yourself is a major part of what Human Rights is all about on this journey.

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I have contacted with about 10 of the Ulysses branch listings on the route from Canberra to all the way to Byron Bay, and I hope this will grow to be a popular site on the main road on the rest of the walk, which would make me feel considerable safer on the road being sheltered by the bikers.

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Thank you for the bikers and members of Ulysses for helping me on the way into the Capital and I hope it continues.

Namaste

Frank Muldowney

Posted by fmuldowney 00:03 Archived in Australia

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THE ROAD

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I may have doubted Frank's road then,

I worried, coz i care of men,

Who put themselves through streets of danger,

To the consequence to me seemed stranger.

I did foget that every pace,

he takes is for the human race,

His thoughts alone are changing minds,

In turn they alter humankind.

I doubted whether he was fit,

To cross each desert, dune and pit,

And now i know of my mistake,

My criticism i do take,

And bury it in whole respect,

'Coz his dream will not leave him wrecked,

He's gat a mick, a mandy-moo,

He's got a Harvey, Kia too,

He's got a dream that can't be broken,

He's got a door that he keeps open..

They won't recieve this poem today,

'Coz Frank and co. are on their way,

To future bliss and harmony,

It's o'er that next dune, you will see.

I wish ye well, though luck ye don't need,

I send ye food, in case yo don't feed,

I offer love to help ye through,

And peace and endless joy for you.

I send "I'M SORRY" from my abode

'Coz ye know best what's on your road.

by nagarhope

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