We loaded up the bikes with Petrol, coke, girlfriends where applicable and headed with maps on the dual carriageway towards the Airport. Once again driving in Bali is mental.
Luckily though as blokes we seem to be navigating the place pretty well, and arrived 45 mins later. unfortunately the surf wasnt epic, but we made the most of some nice sun and lunch huts for some refuelling before setting off.
There was some ladies packing some junk in the trunk, and Gary Greenshields staking his claim as Booner 101.