Tim and I wake up at the Killarney. Showground. Tim is trekking the Bicentennial National Trail on foot, south to north. We caught up the day before and I’m not far enough ahead, even with a bike, to leave him behind. His company is very pleasant too. We take slightly different ways and we meet…
Fortunately today Tim and I woke up in real beds. We got invited to stay in a small house owned by a family of farmers. They refer to it as ‘The shed’, but it has two rooms and a bathroom. We had breakfast all together, me, Tim, the parents and the two young daughters. The…
I wake up in the showground of Tenterfield. I wonder whether I should I go to the pharmacy or not to get my thumb checked. I decide not to and instead eat a second breakfast at the local Cafe. I progress slowly in the morning and it gets better later on. Apparently the trail started…
Today it’s overcast and cold outside the tent. With great difficulties I get ready to leave. I chat with my girlfriend who reminds me that it’s Sunday and I should therefore take a rest day. I object. I’m not taking a rest day in that cold town. I will rest once I’ve gone far enough…
We all sleep in at the campsite. Bill had promised me he would wake me up, but he decided to stay in bed with Sue and not fight the cold too early. It’s minus 3°C and there is frost on my tent. Bill offers to prepare breakfast and Sue complains he hasn’t prepared enough porridge…
Today is a cold one and is overcast. I’m riding slowly because of the undulations and my pace doesn’t increase much throughout the morning. Raincoat on or off, hard to decide with the threatening weather. By noon I realise that I didn’t eat enough carbs for breakfast this morning, and am probably low on energy.…