Realising that my friends have talked me into a ride well beyond my capabilities, I embark on a crash course mountain-biking training torture session - for precisely one month before departure. From flab to fab in less than 4 weeks. Check my progress right here! If I can do it anyone can do it!
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Tuesday, 10 May 2011
Tooralie to Spalding
Only 59 Ks today. Beautiful weather today, thank goodness. Woke up about 5 times in the night shivering from the cold, and so keen to soak up some sun, but this takes time with the temps so low every morning. 0 degrees when we got out of the tents, I was told.Chest cough is taking a turn for the worse for both of us. Easy riding though compared to other days. No wind, sun, a few challenging bits to keep it interesting, but mostly good terrain. Stopped to look at an abandoned homestead. So very sad. Someone's dreams lie in stone ruins. A drought, a plague or a flood who knows, but the decision was made to walk away from the farm. A couple of dead sheep dot the foreground as we apparoach the house, just to add further poignency to the picture. Pigeons and a barn own wheel out of the torn roof while we walk in the open front door. Lingered there for a while, and counted my blessings. The landscape became tame once again as we progressed towards our town for the night. Rolled into Spalding in time for lunch as it happened, a walk around the town then dinner in the town hall complete with cutlery, proper plates and serviettes. We could be turning soft!
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