Wednesday, August 26, 2015

Day 48: Nelson to Portland

Up early this morning and boy is it cold! Very invigorating. Collis has suggested they all leave around 7.30 am as the forecast is that there is a higher chance of rain around midday or later. It may not rain but best to avoid it if you can. We only have 70 kms today but everyone is still worried about the log trucks. Can't do anything about them so I have advised them to just get off when one is coming up behind them.

Everyone gone by 8 am with Neil leading the pack today. We soon come across Doug and Di and we know something isn't right as they had left a half hour before the others but they're now behind Jacquei and not far from Jim and Jen. Apparently Di's cleat is worn out and she is having trouble peddling on one side. Hopefully this can be fixed in Portland- she was offered the spare bike but declined.

Tailwind today and everyone happy even though it is still cold and the log trucks are out there. Jacquei said she has just been getting off the bike when the trucks come along and everything has been great. All into town by lunchtime.

Day 47: Mt Gambier to Nelson

40 km ride planned for today. I have suggested we all meet at the Umpherston Sinkhole for morning tea at 10 am and then ride the 40 kms after that. Everyone thought this was a good idea. Neil would not be meeting us for morning tea as he does this GeoCash thingy (I've read about it on the net as we met a couple of other riders doing it) and he is off to some whorehouse to see if he can get some clue? There is no cash involved so it soon lost my interest.

Doug and Di went out for breakfast and then didn't turn up for morning tea so we presumed they changed their minds. Jacquei, Jim and Jen arrived after getting re-directed by locals back and forth to a sinkhole next to the town hall. Eventually Jacquei rang and Collis gave her clearer directions. Most of the locals are unaware of this sinkhole. Apparently this town has heaps of sinkholes.

Anyway we got back on the road for the 40 kms. Very little winds but they were in the wrong direction. Lots of log trucks which were really very scary and they weren't going to move over for anybody- especially cyclists and drivers with a bike parked on top.

We found Neil, Doug and Di at the general store and Di was upset there was no IGA in town. Mt Gambier had a large supermarket, unfortunately they didn't take advantage of this and there are a few things they require. We won't allow them to go hungry and Collis is shouting everyone fish and chips for dinner tonight. Some of the riders were wanting to stay at the caravan park next to the general store but Collis had booked us into the other caravan park that he had researched as the best CP in the town.

Doug and Di decided to go to the pub for dinner and the rest of us had the fish and chips. The caravan park was set in a lovely bush setting with rabbits and kangaroos everywhere. We had some very cute and cheeky visitors in the evening. Great walks around the park as well. Neil checked out the local cemetery which is apparently well worth a visit.

Day 46: Robe to Mt Gambier

Today is going to be a tough day. They have 135 kms to ride with a few hills and predicted headwinds. A few of the riders have been mulling over the weather charts for a couple of days now. Maybe they think that the more times they look, the better it will get. Then the other riders are philosophical enough to realise, what will be will be. We all know Collis is good but God he ain't.

Neil, Doug and Di took off just before 7 am and the rest of the team left around 7.30 am. The scenery was great BUT this was seen very little as they all plugged along into 35 km/hour headwinds. The traffic picked up the closer we got to Mt Gambier and this just added to the worst day for riding on this whole long leg. Everybody made it in by 3.30 pm. We were unsure if Neil was going to ride the whole day but he seemed to get his second wind, sucked it up and made it to the camp ground.

The caravan park has deteriorated since the last time we were here but still a very pleasant spot and right near the blue lake. Collis and I took both cars into town for dinner so that everyone could get a lift. It was pizza and pasta night at Sorrentos, all large serves for $13.90. Reasonable dinner had by all.

Everybody slept well after the tough day and there wasn't any chatter during the night to wake everyone up.

Sunday, August 23, 2015

Day 45: Robe Rest Day

The wind got pretty blustery last night but seemed to settle down by first light. Collis and I were nice and cozy in our final cabin for the trip. I was spoilt with a cooked breakfast in bed before we showered and headed down town for a hot chocolate.

In town we came across everyone but Neil. Jacquei and Jim had breakfast in town but Doug and Di had a Canadian breakfast in camp. Not sure what Jen and Neil did for breakfast. Collis and I then went for a long walk around the town and saw parts of this town we didn't know existed . We were trying to find the coffee roasting place but I was directing and of course took us in the wrong direction. It was a nice walk but it was getting very cold as the wind picked up from the south.

On our return to the camp ground we were told that most of the tents had started to lift in the wind and were heading into the lake. Fortunately one of the caravanners was around and he had spare pegs that he has lent the campers until they leave tomorrow. He pegged everyone's tent down securely and saved some food box lids and our chairs from going for a swim as well.

It was such a cold day that Collis climbed into the electric blanket and had a nanny nap for most. Of the afternoon.

Day 44: Salt Creek to Robe

Neil left first this morning and he beat everyone to morning tea. He must have worn himself out early because once the wind hit in he slowed down considerably. But he was not the only one. It was a bit of a shock to all riders after such great tailwinds. (I can't believe I am raving on about winds- save me Theo).

Everyone had a great ride to morning tea and then this wind kicked in which has made a shortish day a tough day. The scenery is still the Coorong until we reach Robe which is a seaside village.

Everyone into camp by 2.30 pm. Collis and I have gotten our last cabin for the trip and this is our view of the lake.
This is our view of the tents.


Day 43: Wellington to Salt Creek

All riders looking quite relaxed although Neil was maybe a little nervous as he was up and about early then had to wait around for everyone else. He is finding his mojo but it is hard when you are the new kid on the block. Jen having ridden with us before knows the routine but poor old Neil has to get used to the riding every day and a strange routine. He is doing OK.

Another good riding day with tailwinds. We are now in the Coorong and constant views of water and salt bush. Heaps of birdlife and I spotted a line of pelicans which were swimming in a line. Collis had seen the same birds earlier flying just above the water line so they must have landed after he passed them.

Salt Creek is a roadhouse which is run solely by Adam. He had previously had a girlfriend helping him plus backpackers but this all collapsed for him and now he's on his own. He has done a great job cleaning it up and keeping it running. We started off having the place to ourselves but ended up with a group of fishermen who decided to have a party to celebrate their one fish catch of the day. Then an older couple arrived and they parked off in the corner away from us.

Collis shouted everyone a Mullet dinner in the roadhouse which was enjoyed by all.  The party ended up going until 2.30 am and we had some very unhappy campers. Jim had made a great fire which we had all enjoyed after dinner but it had gone out by the morning unfortunately. Jim had camped in front of the toilets and the fishermen kept tripping over his tent everytime they staggered to the toilet.

Around 3.30 am I was woken again by all this banging and scraping which seemed to be coming from the roadhouse. I wasn't game to check out what was happening as Adam has a gun and is an experienced hunter- didn't want him to shoot me by mistake. It went on for at least an hour and then Collis heard a truck take off, so still not sure what it was all in aid of.

Saturday, August 22, 2015

Day 42: Gawler to Wellington

This is the first riding day for our final two riders- Jen and Neil. They are both accomplished riders with Jen having ridden with us before. Everyone headed out virtually together today but Di and Doug left the other four behind.

Lovely scenery all the way and the winds were great tail winds. Doug kept saying that the new riders were so lucky for their first day with a strong tailwind. In the 42 days of riding I think we have probably only had a handful of days where there was any hint of a headwind. We have again been blessed with great winds but this does not look as it may last.

We turned at Jervois and the wind then became a headwind. We rode through the cow fields of Jervois and no-one slipped in the cow poo which was all over the road. when we got to the caravan park, they opened up another area of the park that has previously been closed- all very nice. I decided to go for a walk to locate the hotel (which I thought was just across the road) but I walked out the gate and turned right, walked two blocks one way and one block back the other way before I found the pub just across the road from where I came out of the gate.

Lovely to be back on the Murray River after so many months. We have nearly done a complete circle. The new riders did very well for their first day.

We all went to the pub for dinner and the food was pretty good except Di and Neil (who is a qualified chef) had the lamb shanks and weren't really impressed. Warm night overnight.

Thursday, August 20, 2015

Day 41: Gawler Rest Day

It's supposed to be 22 degrees today which sounds like a heatwave after the cold weather we have had this leg. Jacquei and I decided to go for a drive to check out some of the villages in the area and have breakfast out. We stopped at a little place called Williamstown which had the best op shop I have ever seen. I didn't buy anything but it was all so beautifully presented and the staff were absolute treasures. Breakfast was great as well.

Jacquei then went out for lunch with a friend, Collis took Peter into Adelaide and was then going to pick up Jen from the airport. I just did some shopping. Jim went to breakfast with Doug, Di and Peter and then I'm not sure how everyone's day panned out. Except for Doug, who managed to get his bike fixed. So he can ride with the group tomorrow.

Our two new riders are Jen and Neil.

Wednesday, August 19, 2015

Day 40: Clare to Gawler

Everyone seemed to have a comfortable night except for a couple of (military- according to Jim) helicopters flew over in the early hours of e morning. It appears only Jim and Jacquei heard them so everyone else obviously did sleep well.

We left later today and stopped for a coffee at Auburn at a very nice cafe which catered for cyclists and they were very excited with what we were doing. We again stopped at another town on the way and had another morning tea. Peter is still on the bike path and still enjoying himself. Doug has damaged his cable and is riding on his own as he has very few gears and is going quite fast. Jacquei was riding with Di for awhile but then she dropped back to take photos.

We were all in at Gawler by lunchtime and were given a spot down by the creek on lovely green grass. Collis asked about a camp kitchen but all they have is the BBQ area. The manager came down with a fridge for us.

Tonight is Peter's last night and Collis ordered in pizzas and some wine and beer for the occassion. Tomorrow we have two new riders joining us for the last section home.

Day 39: Laura to Clare

Cold morning with frost and fog. The fire still had glowing embers so Jim was first up and got the fire going beautifully. Such a treat on this very icy day. They are predicting a lovely day by the afternoon so let's hope they are right.

Rolling hills and picturesque scenery with canola fields, wild life and  wineries all the way. The day started with a coffee for Jacquei, Peter and Jim in town before leaving. Their stop was not planned and therefore Di and Doug were unaware and they ended up quite a fair way ahead of the group. We have to cater for the group as best we can and when they are so far apart it is not easy. Unfortunately Di and Doug were waiting for quite awhile and were not happy as they had got cold during the wait. We will have to reintroduce the times for morning tea and lunch so people can plan their day in advance- working out what time they will leave to manage to get to tea on time.

Peter rode the bike path for some of the way and thoroughly enjoyed himself. He came in quite a bit later than everyone else but saw much more than they did. This is what these rides are all about. I don't know how many times we have to remind the riders that it's not a race.

Collis and I decided to take a cabin tonight as our previous experiences of Clare are for extremely cold nights and I wanted an electric blanket. The riders have come prepared for the cold nights being equiped with down sleeping bags and thermals night wear whereas Collis is a minimalist and would allow me to pack an extra blanket or two for these cold nights (so now he can pay the price).

All the riders went out for dinner and we stayed in. I wonder how much we were discussed as both our ears were burning.

Sunday, August 16, 2015

Day 38: Port Augusta to Laura

Cold old morning this morning with another thick fog. We chatted and gave some advice to some Korean cyclists that arrived last night- they are riding 7050 kms from the Gold Coast to Perth via Uluru and the Great Victorian Desert. They are supported by a Korean based company but they are carrying all their own clothes and they share one tent. All very basic. Also another guy who is unsupported and riding up to meet his son in Pimba. His son has ridden from Germany to Adelaide by the time he finishes.

Doug and Di are concerned about traffic out of Port Augusta and seem concerned regarding the climb over the Flinders Ranges (although I found out later that wasn't the case) so they left as soon as the sun appeared. They were going to ride to Melrose unsupported as the others didn't feel the need to leave so early.

We stopped at the lookout on top of Horrocks Pass and decided to have morning tea there. Lovely downhill ride into Wilmington and then onto Melrose for lunch. Di and Doug were still there when we arrived and they bought a couple of things at the bike shop. The shop had a welcome sign out for us when we arrived as well.
Then an easy ride into Laura although there was a little headwind for a short period but it soon turned around. Jacquei rode with a bee next to her for 5 minutes waiting for it to sting her but he just flew off.

Day 37: Port Augusta Rest Day

Another lovely day once the fog lifted. Collis and I went out for breakfast then onto the flea market where I bought up big again. After this we went to the Arid Lands Botanical Gardens.

In the afternoon I dropped Collis off at the races before Jacquei and I went back to the botanical gardens for lunch. Peter arrived here just as we were finishing. Great local food at the gardens and plenty of it.

Group dinner tonight with Peter cooking a lamb roast, Di and Doug doing the veggies and gravy, Collis and I contributed a Quandong pie (bought at the market) and Jacquei bought a bottle of red wine. Jim doesn't like roast lamb so he went to the pub for dinner. He had sausages and mash. Great meal- thanks everyone.

Day 36: Whyalla to Port Augusta

Everyone is looking forward to another rest day tomorrow so high spirits taking off today. They were warned that the traffic will start to increase even further from here into PA. cold and a little foggy today so take off was a little delayed waiting for the fog to lift slightly for better visibility.

Getting through Whyalla wasn't as bad as most of them thought it would be but Jim and Jacquei took a couple of wrong turns but still made good time. Morning tea was at the junction of the Eyre Highway and the Lincoln Highway. Lots of trucks and caravans around here but we were in a rest area so all good. Short run into PA from here so nice relaxed day(or so I thought).

The riders found riding into Port Augusta a bit hairy but I think they have forgotten what city travel is like after being out in the bush for so long. Anyway everyone made it in safely and settled into the caravan park by early afternoon.

Jacquei, Collis and I went and had lunch in town before going to the movies to see The Last Cab to Darwin with Michael Caton. Great movie and most of the places he stopped at, we had visited just in the last 5 months so this made it even more enjoyable. I cooked in tonight and early to bed.

Friday, August 14, 2015

Day 35: Cowell to Whyalla

Lovely sunrise this morning which we witnessed over the water. Everyone still very relaxed and weather is looking promising again today. The wind was more than favourable today and Doug said the scenery was the best so far. Actually we are back in saltbush territory so it was looking just the same to me. You do see different things when on the bike compared to what you see in the car.

We were into town early again and Collis dropped his car off for a wheel alignment. We are again camped on the foreshore and loving it. The camping area is a little cramped but the scenery make up for this. Peter is loving the amp kitchen so he is eating at home whereas Collis, Jim, Jacquei and myself went to the Spencer Hotel for tonight's special of soup and schnitzel for $15. Nice night. Doug and Di were deceived by the outer facade of both hotels so picked an expensive restaurant on the foreshore- apparently the food was good.

Collis watched the footy at th camp kitchen and the Swannies won his week.

Day 34: Tumby Bay to Cowell

Woke to some drizzle overnight and this continued on and off till morning tea- just enough to be annoying but not enough to be a nuisance. We were still able to pack up in the dry and between showers. Sad to say goodbye to Tumby Bay even though we had all those storms. The townspeople were all very friendly and it seemed like a really nice community.

As I said, we had drizzle till morning tea but after that the weather settled down and the temperature has started to climb slightly. Rolling sand dunes today with constant sightings of the water throughout the day. The water here is just so clear and a gorgeous colour of blue (anyone would think we were in the tropics if the weather warmed up).

Arrived into Cowell early afternoon and the first place everyone headed for was the hotel that was just around the corner from where we were camping. The hotel also sold coffee and hot freshly cooked donuts which Di, who doesn't normally eat donuts, partook and said they were fantastic. Collis and I refused to eat them In respect of our son who owns "Shortstop Coffee and Donuts" in CBD in Melbourne.

We are camped at the foreshore caravan park which is sort of on the foreshore but it is a long way to the water. Lovely spot with great views and a nice little walkway amongst the mangroves. Dinner t the pub and it was curry night so we all went curry.

Wednesday, August 12, 2015

Day 33: Tumby Bay Rest Day

The weather got worse as the day went on yesterday and apparently six Telstra towers on the Eyre Penisular were knocked out by the storm. No communication available until early hours of the morning.

Yesterday Jacquei, Collis and I had a lovely afternoon checking out the local shops and I bought some great quilts and dolls for the grandchildren. Jacquei and I had a nice afternoon tea at the local cafe as well just as the worst part of the storm passed through.

Nice sleep in today and then we went for a drive to Port Neill which is a holiday village and then we went down some back dirt roads to check out the local country farms. My car is a bit of a mess now. The weather is still damp with drizzle on/off but by the afternoon the rain seemed to have moved on.

Day 32: Cummins to Tumby Bay

Lovely and quiet campsite until around 2.30 am when a train went through and sounded like an earthquake as it took off. Not long after some of the local roosters competed with each other with some unusual crows on/off until sunrise. The night had started off very cold and I had on my wooly hat and woollen headband just to keep my head heat in. But later through the night it seemed to warm up a little but the wind was very cold this morning- I had terrible trouble feeling my fingers.

Collis shouted everyone breakfast (as a surprise) down at the local bakery. The town folk are all very friendly and supportive of each other. The baker uses local meat in his pies etc, local grown wheat in his bread and milk from the local farmers. The local furniture maker was an interesting fellow who uses old style furniture making practices and will make to order.

The riders only have 40 kms today so we let them go at their own pace and we didn't have any breaks. There was a weather warning out with a severe 'low' forecast to pass over the Eyre Penisular today in the afternoon. Unfortunately it came a little earlier and everyone got wet. This weather has been forecast to last for 24- 48 hours so Collis and I had decided to take a room at the local hotel. The riders, when asked at breakfast, if they would camp and thei response was a positive as the weather is not part of their decision to upgrade or not. Funny thing was that they all decided to take cabins rather than camping (not that I blame them at all). Jacquei also decided to stay in the town.

Day 31: Elliston to Cummins

Woke to a lovely morning. Got a little blustery during the morning and coming in from the side at times. Everyone looking forward to the change of scenery.

The scenery changed dramatically as soon as we left the coast but this wasn't until the 70 km mark. Up till then we had rolling sandhills and sea views. It was looking a little gloomy by the time we stopped for lunch. Doug and Di decided to follow Jacquei's example from yesterday and they rode through with just a jell to keep them going. The others stopped for lunch and it started raining as they arrived so they waited out the rain before leaving. Unfortunately Doug and Di couldn't miss the rain.

Once they turned inland, the wind was behind them and they really had a lovely run into Cummins. The scenery was of canola fields and wheat fields which were all looking very healthy and everywhere very green.

Cummins was a pleasant little town and we stayed at the community caravan park. We had to get the ablution keys fro the local deli and they gave us the master key for the laundry. It started raining again as we arrived so the ground was a little muddy but the rain didn't last long and there was a great shelter to place all the luggage so that it didn't get wet. The laundry was free so I did a load and then able to use the dryer. Great to get everything clean again. The riders went down to the pub for dinner but Collis and I had a chicken at camp and Jacquei joined us. The showers at this camp were judged the best out of all of Australia- they were strong and hot with lots of room to move around and a dry spot to put your clothes.


Saturday, August 8, 2015

Day 30: Streaky Bay to Elliston

Early hours of this morning the wind really started to blow. We are expecting a couple of very strong lows to pass over us in th next couple of days. The wind has been blowing strongly all day with a couple of very short (couple of minutes short) bursts of drizzle.

A crosswind was experienced by the riders but mostly coming from behind. It was so good after morning tea that Jacquei didn't want to stop for lunch and just rode through. Everyone in by 1 pm.

Collis has had a discussion with the group this afternoon as he feels a change of itinerary is required. The discussion went well with everyone agreeable to the suggested changes. So tomorrow, instead of going to Coffin Bay we will head for Cummins and then a very short day the next day into Tumby Bay. We will have our rest day in Tumby Bay instead of Coffin Bay.

Day 29: Ceduna to Streaky Bay

Everyone seems much better after a rest day following the long stretch across the Nullarbor. It felt everyone was apprehensive crossing the Nullarbor and are now much more relaxed and in a holiday mood. They have all found their riding mojo and are a lot more confident that they will make the whole distance. The group is starting to jell nicely.

Today we head down the Eyre Penisular with our first stop being Streaky Bay. The winds are favourable for most of the day and the temperature is in the low 20's- very nice. We see our first sight of water by just before lunchtime and it is magnificent.

We arrived in Streaky Bay by 1 pm after what the riders called a dream run. Doug said it was the best days ride yet. He did leave Di behind a little bit today so I'm not sure how she felt. The caravan park here is on the foreshore and we are right on the beach. The water is calm and serene creating a very relaxed afternoon.

Peter bought himself a dozen oysters and he got another dozen for Doug and Di. Everyone went to the pub for dinner and the food was very nice. The boys stayed behind (Jim and Collis that is) to watch the Swans game where they got slaughtered and also the OZ vs NZ rugby game where OZ beat the Kiwis. Poor Jim will not live that one down for awhile.

Thursday, August 6, 2015

Day 28: Ceduna Rest Day by Collis Ivey

God the rest days are a real treat even for the tour organisers Kath and myself.

Lovely sleep in and not doing much at all...just how I like it.

Went down to the local pub and joined the girls for a pub lunch.Kathy had the Flathead Fillets,Jacquei the Veg lasagne and the Pork Roll in gravy for me. God I can't move!!!!

WE head down the Eyre Peninsula tomorrow and everyone is looking forward to it.

Favourable winds , so that will make them....happy chappies.

Day 27: Nundroo to Ceduna

3 degrees this morning with a thick fog hanging around. This delayed the departure of the riders to after 8 am. They all had to have bright clothes on and lights flashing. The fog had lifted by 8.30 am and the temperature improved pretty quickly.

A little bit of drizzle on and off for the morning but eventually cleared up by lunchtime and a beautiful day for the remainder of the day. The wind and road were again variable but it was mostly northwesterly and only light (around 5kms/hour with 8 km gusts). Everyone is struggling today as this is the 12 riding day in a row and today is 152 kms. They were all glad to see the water at Ceduna.

Doug and Di have taken a motel room for the two nights. Collis and I have cabin and the rest are camping. Rest day tomorrow.

Day 26: Nullarbor to Nundroo

Gee, it got cold overnight or should I say early evening. The wind chill factor was about minus 10 degrees. Finding shelter at Nullarbor is a little hard as there are just no trees on the treeless plain. We sort of set up the cars so they gave a little protection but we were soon driven into the roadhouse for a few drinks and then dinner. Not a bad life on the road.

Drizzling a little overnight and first thing on the road; it lasted for about an hour or so but never very heavy. The wind was variable or should I say the road was turning at times. The riders were cold up till morning tea but then they started to warm up. Jacquei is still feeling "blah" and it doesn't seem to be getting any better so we've talked her into getting in the car about 15 kms from lunch. She was planning on getting back on the bike after lunch but she couldn't eat anything at lunch and was still feeling nauseous so she stayed with me.

Being in the car or leaving camp first usually gives you the choice of the best camp spot. Jacquei was overjoyed she had this opportunity and picked a nice little grassy area under a tree. Jim and Peter camped right next to her so it must have been a good spot.

We all had dinner together in the roadhouse with the Nundroo Hamburger as the main selection. We do eat a lot of hamburgers on this trip (not me so much as I have trouble eating them). The showers here are unisex with three showers (two in one room and with curtains only) and then a toilet and shower in the other room. They say they are renovating them but they haven't changed since our last visit. Collis and I showered at the same time so I wasn't disturbed by any of the riders.

Monday, August 3, 2015

Day 25: Bush Camp to Nullarbor


Short day today of only 68 kms. No need to leave early. People started rising around 7.15 am and everyone just dawdled through breakfast. Collis got stuck into the cleaning up, which is a big job after a bush camp, and I was very pleased with his efforts. I had a pretty easy morning thanks to this.

The ride was really perfect today, cool, tailwinds and very little traffic. Everyone into the roadhouse by lunchtime, happy to relax for the rest of the day.

Day 24: Eucla to Bush Camp

Favourable winds again today, very similar to the last time we rode this section and we lost a rider. Last time the winds were so good that this rider decided to ride 200 kms to Nullarbor Roadhouse unsupported, without telling us and just so he wouldn't have to eat vegetarian that night. I wasn't happy that day. Today is different in that everyone stopped at Border Village for the group photo as instructed, then they all stopped for lunch and eventually at the 130 km mark for the bush camp.

We stopped at quite a few lookouts along the Great Australian Bight and some of us were rewarded with great sightings of a large number of whales and heaps of calves. It was very special. Jacquei did the usual photo of holding her bike above her head but this time on a wall above the Bight. Very impressive.

Collis found a great spot for our last bush camp and by the time I arrived he had unpacked and found a pile of mallee roots for the fire. We got the fire started before any riders arrived just so it would be a bit more welcoming.

Doug and Jim pitched in and helped with the fire which was maybe the best fire yet (sorry John and Ben). Dinner tonight was Chilli Non-Carne followed by bread and butter pudding. The mallee roots made for very hot embers and therefore I burnt the top of the pudding unfortunately. This will have to be remembered for next time.

Everyone was into bed by 8.30 pm.

Saturday, August 1, 2015

Day 23: Mundrabilla to Eucla

Collis had been considering turning today into a longer day and ride another 145 kms to a bush camp, skipping Eucla and making an extra rest day at Ceduna. He put it to some of the riders and got mixed reviews but eventually decided against it and to follow the itinerary. So today is a quiet 65 kms with a tailwind. Everyone decided to leave around 9 am and take their time.


The diesel here is the dearest for the ride $1.74 a litre. The rain held off as promised and we are currently sitting out in the sun doing our computer work. Everyone managed the climb up Eucla Pass without a problem and they are all feeling much better today. Everyone relaxed and enjoyed the half rest day.

Day 22: Mandura to Mundrabilla

My God, the thunderstorm arrived with vengeance just after 7.30 pm. First off there was just a few flashes and some rumbling in the distance before it finally built up to a full on show which lasted around 6 hours. The storm lasted around 1.30 but it kept raining until daybreak. I was worried about poor Jacquei out in her tent on her own but couldn't get a message to her without getting out of the car( and that wasn't going to happen). Apparently her tent held up very well and probably better than our car did. When we went to make the bed this morning we found a big wet patch at the top of the bed so something has leaked.

It wasn't raining when the riders took off today so they were in better spirits. By the time I caught them the mood had changed as it was raining again but also the wind direction had changed. They now had a headwind. No-one was in the mood for riding and everyone was thinking about getting in the car. We were all miserable.

Arrived into Mundrabilla fairly early and we find only one room left so Doug and Di ended up with another night of comfort. Jim was looking exhausted but he didn't manage on getting a room. We all went into the roadhouse for dinner and to keep warm. By evening the rain had all but gone. It's looking promising for no rain tomorrow.

Day 21: Caiguna to Madura

Downpour overnight with the campsite having a mini flood. I got up to go to the toilet and had to walk ankle deep through the water to get to the ablutions block. I was greeted by Doug, Di and Peter who were planning on leaving early to beat the rain but of course now realise this was not going to happen as the rain beat them. Peter, as spokesperson discussed the chance of staying here until the rain passes and then just riding to Cocklebiddy for the day. I had to explain that I don't make these decisions as this is Collis' department and they would need to discuss their concerns with him and the rest of the team before any changes to the itinerary will be made.

Collis and I checked the weather report and it is predicted to rain for the next 4 days and there is a chance of a thunderstorm but as far as we can work out, this should not happen until late afternoon. The group met up in the roadhouse and after some discussion then Collis made the decision to ride to Cocklebiddy where we will reassess. The team got all their wet gear on and got on their bikes and hit the road. Collis stayed behind trying to find a truckie to give Fran a lift back to Perth. Once we were all packed up I headed off after the riders.

I pulled up about 30 kms down the road and had some fan tales out ready to hand out as they passed. It was pouring rain but most riders still had smiles on their faces. Di was looking miserable and apparently she has not been feeling well for a couple of days. At Cocklebiddy I handed out tea towels (the only dry towels left) to try and soak up some of the moisture. The roadhouse had to mop the floor a few times due to the slip factor. Collis shouted everyone something hot to eat and drink before he told them that we were going through to Madura. Di has decided to get off the bike and into the car. We had a very quick lunch stop but it was still drizzling and everyone was getting cold so we went on.

We got a message from Fran to say that he eventually has got a lift from a shearer in a ute and pulling a trailer. He was pretty happy to be on the road and back to the family.

We made good time into Madura and Di and Doug took a motel room, and Jim and Peter took another one. Collis, Jacquei and I all decided to camp. It was still drizzling on and off. Jacquei was pretty tired after such a long day(the longest for this leg) so she went to bed really early. Collis finished off the tuna casserole leftover from the bush camp and I actually didn't bother with dinner. I'm not thrilled with cold and wet weather so climbed into bed for warmth.