The start of the Borrallon Poker run 2003, approxiamtely 378 bikes in total ready to leave with Tiny's Trike parked close by for a quick getaway.

One of the midway stopveres during the Poker Run where light refreshments were had by many and the ride seemed to get faster and more dangerous.

The four Amigo's at the Borrallon Poker Run 2003. We thought we were proud of our banner and used it as a beacon for people to find there way home at night, but we got lost too during a major washout of a storm. Marquees, tents and bikes went flying but the banner stood strong.

After the washout, it took us about an hour and a half to get the fire going, we had about a dozen or so people file though to borrow our firs to warm up and dry out, our tents, bikes and banner were all left standing - Thankyou Jesus!

During the torential downpour of God's beaty called rain, 300 or so Bikers tried to fit in under the "Shed" where the bar is to keep dry, some didn't make it and looked like drowned rats, others hung onto Marquees trying to stop them flying away. As for us we had a captive audience but could not even hear yourself think for the noise.