It's 8.30am Sunday 8th of June 2008.
I have just started out to ride around Australia by bicycle.
Total Distance travelled - Home in Tamworth 14th November 2009..........22766kms
Biggest day............................................3O5km
Max Speed...........................................74k/h
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WEEK FORTY FIVE
There was a new cycle track from somewhere near Belmont going towards Raymond Terrace. Dave showed us the way then had work commitments. Peter and Nardeen stayed on for the day and we had a great ride ending up at Dungog for the night. After doing a lap of the town and checking out the Elliott canoes it was time to head off. Peter had to return to Belmont. Thanks Pete.
Nardeen and I set off, and after changing our minds several times we ended up heading towards Gresford. After tackling a couple of hills we arrived at Gresford and camped by the river in Town. From here we rode to Singlton for lunch and by this time it was starting to warm up. I wasn't looking foward to the highway but it turned out to be ok, with a smooth surface and wide shoulders. The destination for today was Musellbrook staying at a caravan park in town. The next day was down the highway to Murrurindi to catch up with JJ and Nick for the night. After a lazy start we rode towards Tamworth stopping at Burning Mountain during the heat of the day. Yeah.... I know it sounds crazy, but it was a nice spot to stop. A few more K's down the road we arrived at my sister's place at "Gowrie". She wasn't there but we ate her food and made ourselves at home. Thanks Jen and Tim.
The 14th of November was to be the final day of trip. With a head full of different thoughts, emotions, ideas, ideals and aspirations we took the dirt road to Duri, then on to Tamworth and my brothers place for lunch. Thanks lindsay and Kathy. Nardeen cycled off home to Manilla, thanks for the company and the amazing support during the ride. All of a sudden it was all over. What an awsome experience.
A BIG THANKS TO EVERYONE
WEEK FORTY FOUR
My first night in Sydney was at Marrickville. Thanks Be. and it was great to catch up. The next day was spent exploring the city and iincluded a trip across the harbour bridge and a visit to the Opera house. After catching up with a friend {Hi Jacq} I stayed in a motel in the city and this turned out to be a bad move. AAAArrrggg there are no opening windows in the room. Also I woke in the middle of the night after sucking in lots of stale dirty air. The results of my stay I am sure led to cold and flu like symptoms. After camping for one year this is my first cold. Clean air is such a special thing.
From the city to Manly staying at Toby and Christine's house. Great spot that included a couple of swims in the ocean. Thanks Toby and Christine. Next morning I was to meet with like minded souls in Manly. Toby, Rob, Nardeen, Peter and Dave were joining me for a days ride. Thanks to their local knowledge we left the city via Manly dam, some single tracks and lots of cycle ways. Great stuff. Arriving at Umina, we camped in the most expensive caravan park in Australia. Thanks to Toby and Rob who returned to the city. After a dampish night Nardeen, Dave, Peter and I set out in the rain for Newcastle. Thanks to Dave for getting us into Belmont via lots of cycle tracks and side roads, great ride. Also thanks Dave for putting all of us up, fixing bikes and providing food.
WEEK FORTY THREE
By this part of my journey I could smell the home straight and was keen to put together a few days to get closer to Sydney. From Orbost the main road became the Princess Highway and started to become busy. There was two options, one was to travel through Bombala,and the other was to travel through Pambula. After carrying out an independant survey, {that consisted of counting the cars and trucks over a five minute period} I decided to take the Pambula option. This turned out to be a good option with less vehicles than before Orbost. A straight foward day with marginal weather and I ended up at Genoa, staying at a disused caravan park. It was raining when I pulled up and continued for a couple of hours, I was thankful to have a small BBQ shelter. With better conditions the next day I headed off to Pambula and staying with Graeme and Kerrie. Thanks and great to catch up. From Pambula to Mystery Bay was a good ride with better conditions, the beach was great and it was also a free spot to camp. Next day the traffic was getting heavier and there was no options for other roads. Today I ended up at ShellHarbour. Thanks to Dennis and Shirley for putting me up. After a lazy start I had about 3Oks to my brother John's place at Woolongong. I stayed there for three nights and this included front row seats to watch the City to Gong cycle event. It was great to see 10000 individuals stepping up to the challenge of the ride. Thanks John, Shay, Keely and Kai. From Woolongong was via the Royal National Park road and included some great scenery and views.
WEEK FORTY TWO
The ferry left Devenport about 7pm and arrived at Melbourne the next morning at 6am. It was a comfortable journey despite some bumpy bits at the half way mark. I am not good in boats, so I was pleased to arrive in good shape. Travelling by bicycle as your means of transport also attracts a $25 govt rebate. Well done. After meeting with Dorothee for coffee in central Melbourne I cycled towards Frankston and then on to Stony Point. From Stony Point I caught the ferry to Cowes on Phillip Island. It was friday and the Sunday was the Australian Moto GP. Catching up with mates and watching the bike races was a perfect recipe for a great weekend. Well done Casey Stoner and Ducati. After staying three nights at Cowes I moved on to Inverloch {thanks Mark and Heather} then via Fish Creek to Willsons Promontory NP. A very nice spot with lots of walks and animals, I opted for the Mt Oberon sumitt walk from Tidal River which was about 15km, from there I cycled to Foster for the night. Next day I went to visit Paul and Sally at Tarraville which is near the start of 9O mile beach. Thanks for putting up with me and showing me around.
Tarraville to Bairnsdale was via the Gippsland Highway and Sale. I was keen to arrive at Bairnsdale that night because it was the start of the East Gippsland Railtrail which is 97k's long and finishing in Orbost. The trail was hard packed and went through some great country with an abundance of wildlife.
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WEEK FORTY ONE
From Melbourne I flew to Sydney then on to Tamworth to attend a family reunion. It was a great time catching up with lots of people I havnt seen for years, also got time to participate in a Westpac Helicopter fundraiser ride to Sheba Dam. After bumming a ride back to Sydney, thanks Melissa, I picked up my bike and flew to Launceston. The plan was to arrive in Launceston then hitchike with my bike box about 5 kilometers to Evandale. Because my gear was overweight it was cheaper to post rather than pay excess baggage, the problem was that the post had things of importance like tyers, tubes and tools, therefore I couldnt ride from the airport to the post office at Evandale. Everything was great until the plane which was to arrive at 6pm arrived at 9.3Opm. Hitching with a bike box is difficult but at night was even harder. I tried for about one hour then the cold got the better of me so I headed to a cow paddock across from the airport to camp for the night. Next morning I fronted at the side of the road with bike box and within 5 minutes one of the smallest cars I had seen with 3 people in board pulled up and offered a lift. They were not even going in the right direction. The woman driver suggested her 2 passengers could wait here until she returned from the trip to Evandale. Soon I had the bike out of the box and into a heap of small bits to fit in the car. Evandale is a small tourist town and it wasn't long before I had all my gear spread out in the local park. Bike assembly and sorting out food, water and small repairs took a few hours. Thanks to the locals who offered fuel for my stove, a high pressure pump and the use of a garage.
At 11am I still had no plan for my visit to Tasmania, but I had seen a picture of Jacobs ladder and was keen to check it out, so I opted to ride to the top of Ben Lomond NP. Starting off through nice farming country soon the road took a up direction with about 7OOmeters to climb in 6k's. As the road became steeper the weather became worst, turning to ice rain, then sago then snow. By the time I had reached Jacobs Ladder it had turned very cold and was still snowing. The last couple of k's were very challenging, steep and also gravel road. Arriving at the top was very rewarding but soon became very cold with the wind blowing off the snow. Another couple of k's and I arrived at the alpine village at the top of Ben Lomond, there was heaps of infustructure but not a soul to be seen. There was a skiers refuge at the village and this became home for the night. Fully enclosed but no power or heating, it was a quick dinner then into the sleeping bag for a cold night. Next morning I put on all the clothes I could find, then made some gloves and boot savers from plactic bags and toilet paper. Heading back down the hill was fun but very cold, thankfully it warmed up as I approached the bottom.
From the bottom of Ben Lomond I headed back to Evandale and West to Poatina village for the night. Camping at the tourist village turned out to be a good move with all the facilities available for use. Next day was a climb up to 115Om, but the road was great with wide shoulders and good surface. This was no up and down hill, and later I was to lean it tapers off all the way to Hobart. Passing through lots if large lakes and great scenery I arrived at Hobart after about 16Ok's. Thanks to Dorothy and Greg and great to see you again. After a lazy start to the day I headed towards Queenstown, stopping the night at New Norfolk and then at a lake near Tarraleah. Next day was more hills and spectactular scenery, arriving at a cold and wet Queenstown. Thanks to Elizabeth for letting me use her house. Cradle Mountain village was to be the goal for the next day, there was lots of big hills, constant rain and very cold. By 3pm I was very cold and was having trouble with fingers and toes. About 2O k's from the Cradle Mountain turnoff I headed north and on to a camp near Warratah which was a couple of hundred meters lower and not as cold. Despite the cold it was a great ride through some awsome hills. From Warratah was all downhill, taking in rolling farmlands and great ocean views. After a vsit to Penguin and Ulverstone it was on to Devonport. Hi and thanks to Ozy in Ulverstone.
WEEK FORTY
After a late start from Mt Gambier the road travelled through Nelson to Portland, about 1O6k's and arriving just before dark. The local jetty was packed with activity, fishing boats coming and going and a couple of seals hanging around for the scraps. After boiling the billy we scored a fish from one of the trawlers and soon had it simmering on the BBQ plate in the local park. Its a great change from pasta and rice. Accomodation that night was provided by the local sports oval. Portland to Warrnambool was a good ride with plenty of scenic views of the coast and lunch at Port Fairy. Camping that night was just before the city. It was cold and still windy but enabled a easy run into town the next day in the light of day. From Warrnambool we found some dirt roads that traversed the Great Ocean Road.
These roads were very quiet and took us through some great farming land and even got to see a fat koala cruising the road. After a great day we arrived at Port Campbell caravan park and only just had enough time to pitch tents when it started to rain. This was serious rain and contiuned all night and into the next day. There is nothing like packing up camp in the rain and hopping on a bike wet and cold. Thankfully most of the days riding was uphill that allowed a bit of internal warmth. Arriving at Lavers hill was cold, wet and windy and the best option was to stay there, thanks to the guy in the shop for lending out his caravan. The rain has backed off the next day and the sun was trying to come out. I nice downhill back to the coast and spectactular views. By the time we reached Apollo Bay the sun was out and it was possble to dry tents and gear. Nice spot but lots of tourists and expensive shops. Lorne was our destination and the caravan park in the middle of town did the job.
This is my second time on the Great Ocean Road and bicycle travel is the way to go. Plenty of time to look around and you dont need a special parking spot to pull off the road.
That night we arrived at Geelong in the rain. Thanks to Maxine from Warm Showers for putting us up and it was great to have you for a ride the next day. The ride into
Melbourne was via lots of back roads, eventually arriving at the base of the WestGate Bridge and we were not welcome to travel over the river at this spot. After serious deliberation we opted to ride around to the next bridge and through town. It think it was a sunday so the city thing was very easy. Thanks to Liz and Micheal and Liz and Mark for putting us up. Thanks to Toby for joining in.
WEEK THIRTY NINE
My friend Toby meet up in Adelaide to travel with me to Melbourne. The late afternon start allowed us enough time to climb one of the hills out of Adelaide. Camping in the bush it was great to see lots of people doing cycle training runs up Mt Lofty in the dark. Heading west and fueling up at Handolf with German sausage and cabbage.
Taking lots of back roads via Strathaden we ended the day at the Wellington caravan park. Next day we crossed the Murray River on the ferry and followed the road nearest the coast. There was several maggpie attacks, but they were not too aggressive. After about 1OOk's we arrived at Salt Creek service station, from there we found access to a National Park nearby that turned out to be home for the night. Heaps of Mozzies lead to an early night, but it was a great spot. The following morning there was a loop road with about 13k's of dirt which was very interesting.
The roads were reasonably quiet and we were able to knock out 1OOk days despite marginal wether. Rain and strong wind made the going tough and camping was to be just as challenging. Camping at Mt Benson was difficult and keeping the tent in shape was impossible. The rain eased up but the wind was persistant and often a cross wind. Travelling the coast road we stopped at Robe and Beachport which were very nice. Eventually arriving at Tantanoola and the accomodation was to be a disused rail station at Tantanoola, yeha, out of the rain and wind. From there on to a windy Mt Gambier for a hot shower and restocking of supplies.
WEEK THIRTY EIGHT
After lunch I was getting itchy feet and I was fuelled up and had clean clothes. By the time I reached the city limits it was almost dark so I opted to do a few k's then camp in the bush. I was keen to sample the Mawson Trail, which is a 99Ok trail running from Bliman To Adelaide. From Port Augusta I travelled south for about 35k's then headed east over the Flinders Ranges via a pass that winds through the hills at the lowest point.
The easterly route to Adelaide contained lots of small villages that appear to have been lost in time, having lots of character and community spirit. It was a great ride, great scenery and the small villages were very close together. I meet up with Greg, who was on a mission to cycle from Perth to Batemans Bay on the NSW coast. I travelled with Greg for a couple of days until he had to take a more easterly direction. On my journey south I also spent time on the Mawson Trail, The Resling Trail and The Rattler Trail. The later two were disused rail trails and make for great riding. The Mawson Trail consisted of dirt roads, farm tracks and single tracks. Further south was the Clare Valley and Barossa Valley wine growing area, very touristy and lots of big hills. Camping along the way included Melrose, George town Auburn and Lyndoch. Arrival in Adelaide was via a huge downhill run. Yeha. Thanks to Helena, Rebecca, Lucy and Titian for putting up with me in Adelaide.
WEEK THIRTY SEVEN
It was the 23rd August and I was camped in a disused house on the road to the Head of Bight. Today was to be my attempt at a 3OOk day. The distance between Nullarbor and Ceduna was 297k's.......Perfect. At 2.3Oam I dragged myself out of a warm sleeping bag into the dark and cold treeless plain of the Nullarbor.
There was no moon so the sky was full of stars. The wild westerly wind from the previous day had all but stopped and I was at the start of what could be a very long hard day. In typical disfunction fashion I started off in the wrong direction, I had left my towel at the Nullarbor Roadhouse, also I had to make up the 13 k's from the Head Of Bight back to the roadhouse. On arrival there was no towel for me at the roadhouse and also no one around at 3.3Oam. With 15k's on the speedo and almost zero tail wind I headed off east towards Ceduna. The first 8Ok's were the hardest, I was wondering what I was doing, because it was dark I had to get right off the road for every vehicle, also there was sections with
rolling hills and steady climbs. My average for this section was 17k/hour, which at this rate would have me in Ceduna about 11pm. Previously I had arranged to meet with Alan his wife and motorhome at the 9Ok mark. A greeting with a cuppa was most welcome. Allan rode with me for the rest of the day. The westerly tail winds gradually picking up making life easier. By lunchtime the winds had become strong and good progress was made. With only a couple of stops and lunch at Penong we arrived at a rainy and cold Ceduna about 7pm. Yeha. 13hours on the seat and 3O5k's on the clock I was very happy. After a hot shower and comfortable night I had a look around Ceduna, taking in the sights and resting up a bit. After lunch deciding to do a couple of K's then camp in the bush. The wind was still perdominately from the west so it was a relatively easy day, especially knowing I had completed one of my personal challenges. Another night camping in the bush, a fire and big sky. The following day was again an early start stopping for lunch at Kimba. Allan rocks up as I was packing up so I rode with him for the rest of the day camping in a roadside stop. Allan normally starts his days riding about 9 or 1Oam where I normally get away at 6.3Oam. My parcel from Darwin was to be dropped off at Port Augusta Caravan Park so I had arranged to
meet with Alan there. The winds today were cross winds, it was raining and cold so 12Ok day was enough. 25k's out of Port Augusta the road headed north into the wind, also a combination of heavy rain, lots af traffic and very little shoulders on the road made the going difficult. Eventually arriving in Port Augusta with mixed reactions, all of a sudden I am in a town with lots of services, but also lots of people and cars. I had a rest day planned in Port Augusta but Allan had some commitments in Adelaide so he and Pat opted for the main road and got away early.
WEEK THIRTY SIX
It was amazing to reach the Eye Highway and Balladonia, all of sudden there was caravans everywhere. Stacking up with water I headed off to camp at a roadside stop. The strong wind was perdominately from the west as I started on
the longest straight road in Australia {146k's}. Ten hours and 282k's later I arrived at Madura. When in Esperence I phone purchased some bike bits from Darwin to be delivered to the roadhouse in Madura, I was thinking about 6 days to arrive here and ample time for the post. Yep.... I was too early, but the owner of the roadhouse offered to foward the parcel via a caravan traveller when it arrived. From Madura the next camp was to be a water tank shelter near Mundrabilla, where I found a South Korean Cyclist sheltering from the rain and wind. Jeon was travelling from Perth to Carins and was riding a Friday bike, eventually we got a fire going which was just the ticket to dry wet clothes and warm up. I have been in the routine of geting up early, having breakfast, packing up and on the bike by the time the sun comes up. Jeon was keen to start later so said goodby and cycled off. East of Eucla in the middle of nowhere another cyclist caught up. It was Allen who I had meet perviously on the WA coast. We rode together for the rest of the day debating the benefits and disadvantages of cycling on a 7kg racing bike compared to a 5O+ Kg mountain bike. That night we camped near one of the amazing cliff sections of the Eyre Highway. Next day I cycled again with Allan enjoying the benefits as he called his wife {Pat} up in the support vechicle and ordered coffee's after another 5 k's. The Nullarbor Roadhouse was a chance for me to grab a shower and wash some clothes. Allan and Pat decided to continue on further that night. 25k's from the Nullarbor Roadhouse is the Head of Bight and a congregation of lots of whales. Not keen to pay to see a naturally occuring spectactular I arrived on closing time. The caretaker was great allowing me in without paying and also offered for me to camp in one of the disused houses on the property. Oh Yeah! there was about 16 whales there, some with calves and very close to the shore.
WEEK THIRTY FIVE
Travelling Due east from Nannup I travelled through some great small towns and country side. There was also great wheat crops and lots of healthy cattle and sheep. Camping one night on the side of the road then a pub in Broomhill which was a luxury. Other campsites included a caravan park at Ravensthorpe and a disused rail cabin at Needleup. Arriving at a wet and bitterly cold Esperence staying in another expensive caravan park. Many caravan parks charge per site which means I pay for two people and a site big enough to fit a multi wheel caravan on. Travelling east this time of the year can almost guarentee a tail wind, great for doing decent k's per day. Esperence was to be my last decent sized town for a couple of weeks so I loaded up with food. That afternoon I cycled to Condingup where I camped in the local football oval, had dinner in the pub and meet most of the locals.
They convinced me to visit Cape Of New Orleans Bay which was 3Ok's in the opposite direction I was headded. What a great suggestion, this place has an amazing landscape and possibly the most pristine beach in the world. After a night in a near deserted caravan park I returned to Condingup and continued via a 2OOk dirt road to Balladonia. Starting off smooth and fast than deteriating to rocks, corragates and very slow I only saw two cars all day. Camping half way along by the side of the road.
WEEK THIRTY FOUR
It took 11days to complete the Mundabiddi trail. Full marks to Dorothee who endured lots of steep hills, loose surfaces, sand, pea gravel, rocks, rutted out sections, fallen trees, water crossings and mud. There was some tough but rewarding days, including one cold day when Dorothee fell off in the middle of one of the water crossings, covered in mud, wet and cold, she contuined on. We camped in the huts when available, and in tents when they we were not available but it was always good to arrive in a town to grab hot shower.
We stopped a couple of days at Dwellingup, I was having trouble keeping my back wheel straight. Further investigation discovered a cracked rim that continued the circumference of the outer skin. Next day I hitchhiked about 8Oks into Mandurah to get a new wheel. While walking along the highway near Mandurah a cyclist stopped when he noticed I was carrying a wheel, and said he was also cycling around Australia supported by his wife in a motorhome. This guy {Alan} I was to catch up to later on the Nullarbor. 4 lifts and half a day later I arrived back in Dwellingup, content to have bits to put me back on the road and meeting some interesting people along the way.
After heavy rain that night the track had lots of water puddles, but was mostly firm. Travelling through some amazing country and enjoying great tracks, often not seeing another person for a couple of days made this trail very special. Arriving in Nannup after a day on a wet rail trail brought an end to the Mundabiddil. Dorothee decided to head west to see the coast while I was keen to head towards Adelaide. After changing tyers, much cleaning and stocking up with food we said goodby.
WEEK THIRTY THREE
It was a perfect day on arrival to Perth. Lots of people were out and about, walking dogs, running and cycling. I was staying with James and family who live in the hills to the west. For thoes who know the area, it was near Kalumunda and a big hill to climb with a full load. Thanks to James and family for putting up with me for a couple of weeks. During this time I was able to carry out much needed maintenance and cleaning, also did some sight seeing and visiting. One thing I was keen on doing was the Mundabiddi Trail. Leaving from Mundaring and finishing at Nannup 55Oks later. James decided to spend a couple of days on the trail as well. Riding from Kalumunda to the start was about 25k's then on to the dirt and following yellow markers with a blue serpent through fire trails, disused rail trails, single tracks and goat tracks.
After spending lots of the afternoon pushing up monster hills, we set up camp in the bush and yeah! it was cold. The next day was a combo of technical downhills and interesting fire trails, also a bit of downtime for James to rapair a broken spoke. The Mundabiddi trail has about 6 camping huts that consist of large bunk beds, enviro loo's, table n chairs and even a bike work stand. We stayed in one the second night, then meet with James's family at Jaradale where he finished the ride. Dorothee who I rode the Gibb River Road with also meet up there and she was keen to complete the rest of the Mundabiddi trail.
WEEK THIRTY TWO
The 8Okm to Kalbarri was all headwind and rain, and as I approached the coast the wind became fiercer and blustery. The locals say its been windy for 12 months, but hey its a very nice spot. Thanks to Ashley and Tracy for putting up with me for two nights. Leaving Kalbari I couldnt help thinking about the weather report that went something like : gusty winds 35-55knots and rain. Well it didnt let me down, a series of six or seven storm fronts came by that day and delivered strong winds and horizontal rain. Riding in it was exciting and sometimes a bit scary with wind gusts that hit from the side and try and take out the front wheel. Eventually arriving at Northhampton, soaking wet and cold it was possible to stay in the local convent which was set up for accomodation, much better than sleeping in a wet tent. Better conditions the next day had me cycling through Geraldton to Dongara where I camped in the middle of town at the local football oval. After a lazy breakfast and a look around town it was back on the bike and by this time the highway was getting too busy so I opted for the scenic coastal route stopping at Leeman for the night. Next night was at Cervantes after about 6Okm, this town had great beaches but lacked a bit of spirit. Because of my lack of ability and fat tyres ( for the sand} I was unable to continue on the coast because the road has not been built yet, so into yet another headwind, arriving at Regens Ford Caravan Park for the night. The weather was clearing some what but thanks to two broken spokes I was spending more time on repairs than on riding. A couple of hours later I was back on the road staying and made it to Yenchap National Park, thanks to the pommy couple that invited me for lunch at their house. Yenchap to Perth was a great ride but strange to see so many houses after so long. The last 35km was on a cycle path to perth.
WEEK THIRTY ONE
As the sun was rising I was cycling the 12kms to Coral Bay, keen to have breakfast near the ocean and thaw out with the sunshine. Coral Bay was indeed a special place, very touristy and crowded. After food and a swim in the ocean I opted for backpacker accomodation rather than expensive camp site fees. It was the second time I had slept in a bed since April, its different sleeping on a even, soft surface without something trying to stick in your back. Next day after a run and a swim I packed up and headed towards Carnarvon, staying the night at Minilya roadhouse. Carnarvon was very wet and cold but meet some great people in the caravan park and thankfully it had a good camp kitchen. Through the night the highway was closed due to water across the road, but by the time I got there the water was only up to the pedal cranks. Staying the night at a roadside stop then an early start and about 155km to Billabong Roadhouse. There was lots of traffic, long straight roads and heaps of goats on the side of the road. Next stopover was the on the banks of the Murchison River. It was raining a bit but managed to get a fire going to keep warm and cook up a feed.
WEEK THIRTY
Camping in Cape Range NP is limited and is provided on a first to arrive basis, and often there are people waiting in line near the visitors centre/ Park gate from 5am. However bicycles are exempt and through the National Parks People were allowed to pre book a site.
Staying at Mesa and Karrajong camps was great with limted numbers (camp sites) of between 5 and 10, meaning lots of areas to explore with limited people. Ningaloo Reef was on the ocean side of the NP with great snorkling and diving opportunities, however I am not into this and spent most of the time swimming(25C) and taking in the sights. The camp host produced a topographic map that displayed a bush track crossing the range back to the Hwy, next day I gave this a try only to be disappointed with bottomless sand after only 3 kms. Having to turn back meant an extra 120km on a road I have already travelled.AAAArrgggg. Staying the night in Exmouth ( Hi Alex and Dean) allowing for an early departure the following day. The wicked headwind I had four days previous had turned around now and I was also heading South and still a headwind???? 10 hours later and130km I arrived at the turn off to Coral Bay, a bit dilerious and cold I camped on the side of the road.
TWENTY NINE
Tom Price to Exmouth is about 570km with one roadhouse in between and no known water spots.
Leaving Tom Price loaded with about 17litres of water there was 50km of dirt with jagged rocks, the result was a seperated tyre and I was lucky to have 2 spares. After repairs and tyre changout ended up camping in the bush after 130km. The following day was a 180km stint to Nanutarra Roadhouse, big day but enjoyable and well received at the other end with special water for cyclists, free camping and great meals. After a lazy start I commuted along the North West Hwy for 115km before turning on to the Burkett Road, 30kms later I was looking for a place to land and found a parking bay that did the job for a nights camp. With an early start the next 50kms were gobbled up with a great tail wind, but then I turned on to the Exmouth road heading North and into the wind. The next 86kms took the rest of the day and required some serious mental evaluation to not become frustrated with speeds of 10 - 15km/h. Arriving in Exmouth was rewarding and a chance to supply up and have a big cook up at the Caravan Park. Stll heading north the next night was spent at the Lighthouse Caravan Park after only 30km.
WEEK TWENTY EIGHT
Dorothee was at Auski Roadhouse after taking the Port Headland option and we decided to travel and do some gorge walks at Karijni. It was good to leave Auski Roadhouse, a combination of very expensive stuff (30cents for one Tea bag) and not so friendly customer service. Arriving later that day in Dales Gorge, we set up camp and relaxed. Next day was gorge walking and swimming (Very Cold water) then we travelled about 45km in the dirt to Shannons Camp and the ECO Retreat. This more expensive option had solar hot water for showers and was much appreciated after a day gorge walking and swimming.
The gorge's were spectactular and well worth the extra travel to get there, also the mountain formations that surround the gorge's were amazing. A dirt road of about 35km then an extra 60km was on the agenda for the next day, arriving at Tom Price in the arvo. Tom Price survives with a combination of tourism and mining, and appears to be very harmonious. Dorrothee headed off the next day and I opted to hang around and had the opportunity to climb Mt Bruce (1235m) whick took about 5.5 hours. Great scenery and feeling of isolation from the top. Back in Tom Price and a rainy day, time to update the blog and do some serious eating. The caravan park is near Mt Nameless so it was an early morning jaunt up to the summit for sunrise (Hi Sarah).
WEEK TWENTY SEVEN
Two days and 285km's later I arrived at Sandfire Roadhouse, happy to have a hot shower and cold drinks. Camping there was basic and cheap, which was a contrast to the next night at 80 Mile Beach Caravan Park. It was chockas full of tourists with a ranger patrolling for illegal campers, however the beach was nice and got to see some dolphins. The road to Port Headland didn't interest me so I headed towards Marble Bar on the Boreline road.
This was a bit chopped up at the start but had some great scenery and I didn't see a car all the first day. Camping in the bush that night it started to rain and I contemplated my decision to take a road that contained a warning to ring before you travel. Anyhow there was not a lot of rain and arrived at Marble Bar by dusk the next day. Before Marble Bar I came across a guy with a camel train. Close and his camels were towing the back end of a van containing all hs posessions
. I spent a couple of hours drinking tea, hanging out with the camels and admiring his way. One night in Marble Bar then via the "Hillside" road towards the main hghway. After 80km bouncng and sliding I camped in the bush which was awsome. Next day there was 60km of dirt and 100km of bitumen to get to Auski Roadhouse. This was a big day, arriving just before dark.
WEEK TWENTY SIX
From "Home Valley Station" there was about 550km of corrugations, bull dust, sand, creek crossings, and the occasional bitumen on the hills. We camped at "Ellenbrae" , Silent Grove and Manning Gorge.
The rest of the time ( about four nights) were in the bush and if we were lucky near a creek. The road was constantly changng, as was the scenery, which was spectacturar. Also plenty of opportunities for a swimmng at Bell Gorge, Manning Gorge and Galvins Gorge. Just about out of food and hanging out for a hot shower there was mixed feelings as we navigated a slight headwind into Derby. What an awsome experience. Thanks Dorothee for the company and safe riding for the rest of your trip to Sydney. Derby to Broome was on sealed road, straight as a gun barrel most of the time, one night campng in the bush, a constant cross wind and hello Broome. Great beach and lots of tourists looking for work. Water temp was 24C, so the highlight for me was an early morning run and swim on Cable Beach. After five nights I packed up and left for Roebuck Roadhouse, A $20 camping fee had me setting up in the bush. Setting out the next day for Sandfire.
WEEK TWENTY FIVE
From Katherine to Kununurra was an easy ride. Good surface and a tail wind. Stoppng at rest areas areas sleeping on the tables. The scenery was great especially around Victoria River, and lots of birds including black cockatoo's and Borolgas. I managed three lots of 175km days which got me into Kununurra. I met up with a German cyclist (Dorothee) and she decided to ride with me through the Gibb River Road to Derby. Dorothee has riden from Germany through Europe, Russia, Mongolia, vietnam, asia and Bali before flying to Darwin, she is amazing. After a couple of days in Kununurra we headed north on a dirt road towards Wyndham on the Ross River road. This was a better option than the highway and had a great camping spot at Mambi Island. We also saw goannas, snakes and fresh water crocks. Camping in Whyndham we stocked up for the 650km dirt road ahead. Next day saw us heading towards "Diggers Rest Station" on a good dirt road, they were filming an add for Qantas and was very busy so we stopped for a cuppa then left. Keen for a challenge we took the Karanji track, which is about 50km of what the locals call goat track, bringing us out at the Pentacost River on the Gibb River Road.
There was mud and salt flats, rocky outcrops, sand and sometimes confusing tracks heading in all directions. It was a tough ride but well rewarded with spectactular views of the Cockburn Ranges.The Pentacost River crossing was straight foward with water up half way on the front bags, and we took turns at crock watch. Now on the Gibb River Road we had our first taste of four wheel drive traffic, and stayed the night at "Home Valley Station" for a welcome hot shower.
WEEK TWENTY FOUR
Its the 24th April and Iam back on the bike again. Finished work and had a quick visit with family and friends. Thanks to Chris and Karen who put up with me when I have been in Darwin. Chris....good luck with your Darwin to Adelaide ride. When I was working at Groote Eylandt I tried to spend time on a stationary bike at least 20min/day. Also I made a bike out of wrecks from the dump, hope this will assist bike fitness when starting off again.My bike needed new cluster and chain, brake pads, grips, bottom bracket bearing and tyers. Thanks to K9 cycles for their help. After packing and stocking up with food I headed north to catch a ferry to take me across the bay to Mendoran. From there I rode Back towards Darwin on the other side of the Bay, this road also leads to Berry Springs, but I turned of towards Litchfield NP. After about 25km of dirt It was getting dark so I camped of in the bush. The bird life was amazing and lots of little kangaroos and small snakes. Next day was another 15km of dirt. I met some people who told of a good camp spot and I agreed to meet with then there. Over the next two hours I became sick and parked my breakfast in the bushes. When I reached the camp site it was a quick hello then off to the bush for more vomiting action. From there I spent the next day in my tent, getting over what ever was not right. When I stated to come good all the people were leaving the camp site, also I noticed my ride shorts and shirt who were formally drying in a tree were missing. Aaaaaaghhh. But all was not lost because I found a pair of female boardies on the ground. They fitted.....yeha. Anyhow the people were organising the site for a music gathering in June. www.tropicalwintersolstice.com I was still a bit secondhand for the next two days, but contuined on through Litchfield, taking in Florence Falls and some great scenery. Camping at Litchfield camping and then through Bachelor to the Stuart Hwy and on the Hayes Creek for the night. After a good sleep and lots of food it was an early start down the highway to Katherine,arriving about 10pm.Met up with two crazy girls at a camp ground in Katherine. Hi to Mel and Be, who have cycled from Port Agusta to Katherine. Great effort and safe travels to Darwin. Tomorrow 3rd May is the anniversery of my mums passing. Rest in Peace Mum.
WEEK TWENTY THREE
On one of my weeks off from work I took the opportunity to ride through Kakadu with a friend Chris from Darwin.
Leaving Darwin loaded up we headed for Jabiru. Close inspection of the sign post indicated that all the roads except the Kakadu and Arhnem Highways were open. Dam it.... we were too early after the wet season. So it turned out to be a road ride that took in Jabiru then on to Pine creek and return to Darwin. A total of about 650km in 6days. When camping in Coolinda I lost one of my shoes.(Throwing the blame on to a cheaky bird nearby). So I had to do the next 350kms with thongs. Not that bad, thanks to Chris finding some thick rubber to make tops for the pedals.
Anyhow a great ride with the many flooded creeks and ubundant birdlife. Thanks Chris.
WEEK TWENTY TWO
Started work after one week in Darwin. Working on Groote Eylandt as a Truck driver/labourer. Three weeks on, one week off and 12 hour days. A great opportunity to put some money away to continue my trip next year. At the moment I am thinking of starting on the bike again about February/ March.Groote Eylandt is a special place and appears to work in harmony with mining Manangeese, and maintaining the cultures of the Locals. Thanks to Betapave for providing work, thanks to ET "Escape" for the fishing trip. Hi to all the Betapave staff.
WEEK TWENTY ONE
By the time I reached Katherine is was very hot and becoming humid. The hot pools close to town were great for tired legs and was a good place to stock up with food. Becuse it was the start of the wet season I was keen to get to Darwin to avoid flooded rivers and rainy days. On friday afternoon I was informed that I should be in Darwin (320km) monday morning for a job interview and medical on Tuesday. I travelled into the night sleeping at Pine Creek and arriving at Adelaide River by lunch time on Saturday. I headed straight for the pool and veged out for the rest of the day. Next morning after an early start I was in Darwin by 9am. Many of the camping grounds dont take campers in tents during the wet season so I ended up about 16km from town. Hi to David, Chris and Nicki who joined me in rides around Darwin.
WEEK TWENTY
Once in the Northern Territory there was rest areas approx every 50km. These were great for getting a bit of shade and many you can sleep at. For me it was lots of nights on top of these picnic tables. The roads were long and straight but good surface and a slight tail wind. Next stop was Barkly Homestead, which is a roadhouse in the middle of nowhere. After a couple of days drinking hot water anything cold is great. I stayed for 2nights to rest up, ate lots of food and laxed out in their pool. Barkly Homestead to Three Ways Roadhouse was straight foward and a good stopover. Hi to Sonya and Bec. From Three Ways I headed north into a slight headwind, which I was informed was called the Barkly Breeze. First stopover was "Banka Banka" cattle property (approx 1million acres) which had great showers and a big patch of grass. From there to Renner Springs and Elliott. Also having stopovers at Dunmarra and Larrimah before arriving at Mataranka, where I stayed for two nights to rest up and get supplies. Hi to GA from Japan and Oier from Spain who were both heading for Adelaide by bicycle. Good luck n safe travels.
WEEK NINETEEN
Georgetown to Croyden then on to Normanton was straight forward. Sealed road, straight and not lot to look at, but now it was getting hot. Riding in the middle of the day is very energy sapping, you need lots of water and its inportwnt to have lots of breaks. I stayed in Normanton for a couple of days, resting in the huge pool in the caravan park. Took a trip by car to Kurumba with Reto from Holland. It is the end of the tourist season so it was a great time to visit Kurumba without the crouds. Thanks Reto and good luck with the rest of your travels. My plan was to travel via Bourktown, Hells Gate and Booroola. But they said it was raining at the other end of the dirt and there would be limited numbers of tourists in case anything went wrong. So I took an extra 700km detour. Loaded up with about 20litres of water I left Normanton at 4pm, travelling about 100km than camping somewhere for a few hours then getting up at 4am and riding until about 9am. This arrangement worked very well, I got to see amazing sunsets and sunrises, much cooler and less traffic. The first sestion, Normanton to Cloncurry was 360km and I completed this in 2 days. From there to Mount Isa where I caught up with a school friend. Hi and thanks to Darryl, Linda and family. Mount Isa to Camooweal was bicycle friendly, great surface and wide shoulders. Camooweal is about 15km from the Territory border, and has a great butcher shop, so I enjoyed a big cook up for lunch.
WEEK EIGHTEEN
Heading out of Cairns via Kuranda, full of supplies and my departure of 9am was now noon. Anyhow it sure was hot and steamy going up the range. I think its about 8ks of climbing. I had lunch with some local aborigines at Kuranda and they were lots of fun. On to Mareeba to camp in the rodeo grounds. Next morning I travelled through Dimbulah to Almaden, all dirt roads and thanks to Margaret at the campgrounds.From Almaden to Mt Suprise was a good dirt road, a few road trains and not much else except a great swimming hole at about the 100km mark. Stying the night in Mt Suprise and heading south to Einasleigh. The road had lots of corrugations but got better towards the end. My friends Mort and Pom live in this single pub town that has about 30 houses and lots of cattle. I stayed with Mort for a couple of days, catching up and having a look around the area. Back on the bike towards Forsayth, dirt roads and great country, than turning north to Georgetown for the night.
WEEK SEVENTEEN
I took the oportunity while in Tamworth to catch up with family and help out with some family things.
After checking out my rent a house, I jumped on a train heading for Newcastle. Five hours later I was assembling my bike at the train station, then a 20km ride to Dave,s place for the night. I was able to catch up with two of my Godchildren while in Newcastle which was awsome. Hi to Hayley and Justin. Also happy Birthday to Godchild Drusilla who's birthday was on 19th October. (I hope this is is right). Hayley took me to the airport with a boxed up bike the next morning. Thanks. One plane to Brisbane then another to Cairns.
Arriving at Cairns I caught up with Heike, we hired a car and spent a few days at Cape Tribulation.
Back in Cairns I stayed in a motel to carry out some serious bike assembly, repairs and packing for the next leg.
WEEK SIXTEEN
MAfter about five days relaxing on Prince Of Wales Island It was time to move on. Theo took me by tinny to Horne Island after an inspection of my bike at quarantine. From there one plane to Cairns, one to Brisbane and one to Newcastle. Arriving at Newcastle about 5pm I was met by Dave who is a mountain bike nutter. Dave, Charlie and Myself competed in the Walcha Mountain bike race last year. After a night fixing bikes and eating lots of food Dave and I travelled to Tamworth to take part in the annual Westpac Helicopter Bike Bash. A supported fundraiser that covered 740km, starting at Warrialda, visits at Moree, Weewaa, Narrabri, Baradine, Gunnedah and Qurindi. There was about 60 riders and a good time was had by all. Thanks to the support team and people involved in the organisation. Thanks to Dave for driving me to Tamworth and putting me up in Newcastle.
WEEK FIFTEEN
The road from the bush camp was ok and ended up at Eliot falls that night, great swimming hole. Next day was about 100km via the Bypass road over the Jardine River Ferry. $11 for Bicycle and $85 for vehicles. But better than risking been eaten by a crock. I ended up at Seisia and stayed at this awesome spot camping on the beach for three nights. Lots of food and great locals. Another corrugated road led me to Punsand Bay for camping. The next morning was low tide and I wanted to get to the ‘Tip” via the beach.
The beach had a small section of hard packed sand and I crossed the first creek without any drama. Then spent about one hour carrying my bike around the headland only to find another creek that was too deep to risk a crossing, so I back tracked through to the main road. Eventually arriving at the ‘Tip’. I returned to Punsand Bay and picked up my stuff and rode to Seisia. The next day I caught the ferry at Thursday Island and was met by a Friend who lives on Prince Of Wales Island. Theo picked me up in his tinnie and took me to his place. Prince of Wales Island is paradise. About 100 people live on this 200km squ island, everyone is self sufficient with wind and solar power. I stayed with Theo and his family for a few days. Thanks Theo and Elfreda. Hi to Adoulla, Rellis and Dereck.
WEEK FOURTEEN
Cleaned up and fuelled up I left Musgrave Roadhouse towards Coen. I had a tyre blowout and had to use a road tyre( slick). Camping that night was in Coen camping grounds, after a visit to Charlies house of bottles. The aboriginal kids are cute and very friendly and lots of fun. Next day the roads improved a small amount with a easy ride into Archer River Roadhouse. Cleaned up again and a cooked meal. I decided to head towards Lockhart River, hoping to buy a new tyre. The road became worse but great scenery, camping on the banks of the Pascoe River. Next day it was raining and the roads became slippery with a few creek crossings, however some awesome scenery and animals. Arriving in Portland Roads to find no where to camp and no food, so I went to Chilli Beach for the night, which was a great spot but very windy.
Hi to Nick, Bron and the cycling scientists. Next day I rode to lockhart river was hoping to buy a new tyre but was unsuccessful. Caught up with Sandy, Clorine and Krystal, who were awesome and a little bit crazy. They found me a place to stay and drove me around town trying to buy a tyre of the local kids. It was lots of fun, eventually getting a tyre and meeting lots of locals in a great community. Thanks heaps to the girls. Leaving Lockhart river via the Frenchmans Track included great scenery that changed very quickly. The road had everything, sand, rocks, clay, washouts, and creek crossings. Eventually camping on the banks of the Wenlock river with some motorbike riders from Gunnedah.
Next day I joined back to the main road and continued on to Bramwell Junction Roadhouse. Great people here and Hi to Greg who was stranded there for one week with a destroyed motorbike tyre. I tried to ride the Telegraph track from here but the deep sand was too much so I opted for the By pass road, camping near the turnoff to Captain Billys Landing.
WEEK THIRTEEN
Heading towards Cooktown was a snap, mostly bitumen, lucky I had a tail wind, because the gusts were up to 50km/hr. The wind didn’t ease up in Cooktown, but apparently its windy most of the time. One night in the camping ground one night in a motel with a great manager. This stop was the last town until cape york, so it loading up with supplies that would see me through. Also on the shopping list was a Personal Locating Beacon, just in case things go wrong when there is no one around. My bike was now very heavy and I guess about 45kg. Some new pedals arrived from Mackay and I also replaced a couple of spokes. It was late when I left Cooktown, but made it to Endeavour Falls camping grounds for the next night. Next morning was dirt roads and heading towards Laura. The road had lots of corrugations and sandy bits. .I am learning about sand……. That is learning to hate it. A couple of girls pulled up with smoke coming out from under their 4wd. The rear shock had blown and spewed oil onto the brake discs, only 2000km old. I caught up with these girls later and Camped at “Welcome” camping area. Hi to Katey, Madeline.
At the same spot were Martin and Patrick, who were lots of fun. There was a saltwater crock where we were camping and Martin caught a fish for breakfast. Next day was more bad roads and through Laura, then turn off towards Lakefield National Park. Lots of Billabongs and small lakes that still had water in them from the wet season. Some amazing birds that I have never seen before, and spectacular grasses and flowers. The road continued to get worse and most of the time was spent off the seat because of the corrugations. Camping that night was at ‘Kalpowar’ and they had a cold shower which was awesome considering the state I was in. The scenery was constantly changing as I rode towards the end of Lakefield National Park, camping at ‘Sweetwater’ camping spot. Next day was a short ride into Musgrave Roadhouse for a cooked meal and hot shower and repairs.
WEEK TWELVE
After a squashy night in a camping ground at Port Douglas I headed to Mossman for a swim in the gorge which was refreshing but very cold. The nights camp was on the river bank and made up for the previous night, fresh running waters, full moon, fire and lots of animals. From there I travelled to Daintree. Thanks to Robyn in the Daintree shop for getting me on the croc boat FOC. Robyn also talked me into taking the CREB track to Bloomfield.
The CREB track, only recently opened has lots of clay soil and follows the electricity poles. After crossing the Daintree river, (keeping an eye out for crocks), I rode, pushed and dragged my bike about 40km to Meg Falls. This was my toughest day so far.
Taking about 7 hours to do 40km. But stunning vegetation, awesome hills and some of the steepest roads around. In a bush camp on the side of the road I met CJ, a local aborigine who has a great attitude and is planning camping facilities in the future. Meg Falls had a great swimming hole (couldn’t see any crocks) and waterfall. There was no one else at this camp ground except some critters that looked like Bandicoots. Next day was easier and topped up supplies at Wujal Wujal after a nice downhill run. Camping for the night was at The Lions Den (Rossville) further up the road.
WEEK ELEVEN
After a rest day at Mikes place it was into the wind via Karanda to Cairns. Lots of fun going down the range after a strong headwind. Staying with Tim in Cairns, on his awesome boat. Thanks. I ended up staying in Cairns for a few days, making repairs and stocking up supplies. My way north of Cairns was to include the Black Mountain road over the ridge near Karanda, but some people said this was closed. So it was up the black stuff to Port Douglas, which turned out to be a bad road for bicycles. No shoulders, lots of impatient driver and bad attitudes. When I arrived at Port Douglas I was greeted with inflated prices, flash coffee shops and an over populated beach.
WEEK TEN
Yungaburra to Herberton
Easy day and staying at Herberton Pub. Next day was off to the horse arena where they were holding the Herberton 8hour Mountain Bike Race, which I wanted to compete. Camped at the horse arena that night and started preparing my bike for the race. Sunday was race day, about 225 entries and 12 in my class, solo Master. The laps were 13kms of mostly single track and fire roads. Not very technical but lots of fun. That was until about lap 8 when things became difficult, the small climbs seamed enormous and legs were yelling and screaming. After 10laps and 7hours and 45min, the race was over and I finished 3rd in the class.....I was happy with that. Well done Lynton and Peter, friends from Mackay, winning respective divisions.
Herberton to Mareeba
Feeling a bit second hand I stayed in the pub again at Herberton. Herberton to Mareeba, very casual ride, resting tired legs. Staying with Mike, Michelle, Aaron and Holly. Thanks.
WEEK NINE
Charters Towers to Innot Springs
Charters Towers to Blue Springs Roadhouse was about 130km of Roadtrains, single bit. road and caravans. Meet one of the truck drivers at the Roadhouse (Geoff), he made a donation to the helicopter and was going to tell the other drivers I was on the road.
Great camping spot, and great people at the roadhouse. Next day about 150km to The Lund and and The Oasis Van park and the smallest bar in the country. Next day about 110km to the Lava Tubes at Undarra National Park.
Great spot to camp and the Lava tubes vere very interesting. Then off to Innot Hot Springs, about 130kms. After a few days on the bike I was very appreciative of a couple of days at the Hot springs. The pools range from hot to burn your skin off. This was just the thing for tired legs. I meet up with Dorothy and Greg who were on a cycling holiday from Cairns, and spent the next couple of days with them.
Innot Hot Springs to Yungaburra
Great counytry side which included Ravenshoe and lots of green rolling hills. Camping at a van part at MillaaMillaa. Next day Greg and I did the waterfall circuit ( about 20kms).
Greg and Dorothy then took off for Innisfail. Great to meet and ride safe. Through Malanda and on to Yungaburra, staying at backpackers. Lots of great country, snakes and platapus.
WEEK EIGHT
Collinsville to Burdekin dam took two days, mostly dirt, mud and sand with a couple of creek crossings. Most of the crossings were ok. Lots of cattle and awesome countryside. Camped out in the bush then on to the Dam which I was told was open.
The road across the dam runs in front of the spillway. It was closed to traffic the night before I got there. I was on the other side of the dam and had not seen anyone for one day. Preparing myself for a long stay, then this farmer turns up with a tinnie to take his girlfriend across the dam. I caught a lift with them. Thanks. Camp ed on the Dam foreshores.
Burdekin Dam to Mingela. With a visit to Ravenswood for lunch, all good road but a headwind. Stap at Ravenswood for lunch. I came across Michael Mitchell who is raising funds for cancer.
He is walking from Cape York to Wilsons Prom in Victoria. Great guy and good luck to him and his support crew. Please support him. www.thegreatcancerwalk.com.au . Stayed the night with Michael and his crew at the rodeo grounds at Mingela. Thanks to the caretakers for everything. 8kms after Mingela I ran out of drive to the back wheel, suspect siezed ratchet in the rear hub.
With no tools for this job I caught a lift to Charters Towers with two mining engineers. Thanks Girls. With help from a local bike shop I was mobile in a few hours. Thanks Harry. Stayed in a motel this night. Hi to Thresea, Amandolyn and Luke.
WEEK SEVEN
It was raining while in Mackay, thanks for Dave and Sonya, putting up with me.
Mackay to Eungella.....Leaving Mackay I headed West for Enguella. After a big climb at the end of the day I camped at the top of the hill. Cold and raining.
Eungella to Collinsville. ........Via the Pipeline road, today was mostly dirt, mud and sand. With a couple of low level crossings thrown in. Lucky I wasn't one day earlier or I wouldn't be able to get through, also the road would have been slop. Staying in Collinsville van park, arriving about 10pm. Next day I went to the local Rodeo.
WEEK SIX
Bouldercombe to Yepoon..........Dropped in to visit Darryl and Monique in Rockhampton. (Happy renovators.), then on to Yeppoon. Staying with Dobbo, Fiona, kids, dogs and cats. I think I made an enemy with Max the cat, this cat is seriously funny how he thinks he is so tough.
Yepoon to Marlbrough...... After a couple of days in Yeppoon I was heading north, and caught up with a couple (Greg and Kathy) who are doing the same thing as me, but they are taking a couple of years. I camped with them at the caves and rode to Malborough via a dirt road that ended in some guys property. Thankfully he let us continue on his property.....great ride.
Marlbrough to Mackay.......The weather was very average. Greg and Kathy opted for the Bruce Highway, while I took the inland route which was 50km longer. Had a great time, lots of animals, not much traffic. Made it to Mackay in two days and needed some bike repairs. Parts(chain rings and cluster) took some days to arrive. Meanwhile catching up with friends and staying with Dave and Sonia. Thanks. When I was ready to go it was seriously raining so I delayed another day.
WEEK FIVE
Hervey Bay to Woodgate Beach ... After checking the map it looked possible to stick to the coast, only one section included a swim. This section was at Burrum Heads, I sleepy fishing village. About a 400m crossing of a river or110km round via the road. Eventually I talked a couple with a tinny to take me accross. Then via the road to Woodgate Beach, which is at present a very unspoilt part of the coast. Stayed in van park.
Woodgate Beach to Rosedale.....Great ride, however a bit wet. Thanks to Wendy at Goodwood Fruit stall for supplying fruit and vegs. Thanks to the couple who run the Rosedale pub, for letting me sleep in the shed.
Rosedale to Miriam Vale......This day it started to rain, going by the map it looked ok to travel to Lowood then onto MiriamVale, however soon every road out of Lowood turned to very soft sand with clay parts. After trying all the roads I had to back track and go via the Bruce Hwy. Arrrggg. After a mostly wet day I stayed at a pub in Miriam Vale.
Miriam Vale to Tannum Sands .......Along the Bruce(raining) for a short time then turn off to Tannum Sands for a Motel and a rest day. I think I needed a day off and its a beaut spot.
Tannum Sands to Bouldercombe......Riding aroung Fraser had taken its toll, time for new brake pads. Thanks to theowner of the Trek Bicycle shop in Gladstone for the use of the workshop. Bouldercombe is about 20km west of Rockhampton, where I stayed with Lyn, Mark, tracy and kids. Great to catch up.
WEEK FOUR
Dicky Beach to Nambour.......Some hills but good ride. Staying with Mile, Amanda and family. Thanks Miles for riding the next day. May be next time you can also ride up the hill. Visit to Sky, Kirstie and Family where I had a weigh in.35kg for bike and kit.
Nambour to Belli Park.......Which is near Kenilworth. Miles and Sky suggested a short cut that sent me on a road which was a bit wild and included some pushing, however great scenery and downhill after. Stayed the night with Scott, Jo and family. Great walk also in the morning to the lookout (I wont tell Jo that we got lost).
Belli Park To Gympie......Through the Mary river valley, great scenery but they want to dam the area. Gympie to Tin Can Bay.....Heading West from Gympie was lots of traffic, hills and no shoulders. After 15ks I turnedaround and headed for the coast and Tin Can Bay. Staying in a van park. Great sleep spot, very relaxing.
Tin Can Bay to Fraser Island.... Riding through Rainbow beach I eventually had to leave the main road becuse it turned to loose sand, opting to ride on the beach up to the Inskip Point barge. The beach worked out well, straight up and on to the barge. Once on Fraser Island I rode about 30ks before camping in the bush.
Fraser Island to Hervey Bay.......The next day after a visit to Wabby Lake I tried without success to cross the Island (very loose sand and skuffed shins). Had to get a ride to the other side and the barge to Hervey Bay. Fraser Island was great however next time I would bring a backpack and walk everywhere.
WEEK THREE
Heike from Ballina joined me on the ride to Brunswick Heads. About 50km and mostly on the beach at low tide. I still had on 1.50
tyres and 60psi......no worries. Called into Lennox Head to visit my aunty Madge and cuz Margaret. Then stayed the
night at Brunswick Heads. Back on the beach until Wooyong, then Mooball and Burringbar to visit my godson -
Callum and mum.Liz. Next day was via Murwillumbah to Tweed Heads, then up the beach footpath to Elanora to
spend the night with Dave, Christine and family.
I have had a bit of a cold, so it was good to spend a couple of days on the Gold Coast, the weather was perfect.
Caught up with friends and did some shopping for a new tent. One day I did about 70km riding around town.
Gold Coast to Brisbane. .......was via a cycle track called V1. This was great because it picked out the best and
safest route, however I lost it after about 50ks. Made it to Brisbane and stayed with Toni and family. Caught a photo
exibition the next day.
Brisbane to Nudgee.......was via a cycle track following the river. Full marks to Brisbane transport for providing
cycleways. Stayed the night with Mick, Maree and family.
Nudgee to Dicky Beach
Thanks to some roadriders who helped me through via Hornibrook to Cabouture. Great ride through Beewah and
Landsbrough, staying the night at Dicky Beach, thanks Jennifier(warmshowers.com)
WEEK TWO
I had a couple of appointments(Parties) on the weekend of 14th June. I left my bike at Grafton City Cycles,
(Thanks Sue), and went to Goondiwindi and the GoldCoast. Mode of transport included hitching, bus, walking and
motorcycle. Returning on Wednesday and back on the bike.
Grafton to Tabulam was about 130km and included about 50km of dirt, lots of awsome
scenery and views to the Clarence River. . Camped out at a picnic area with some curious
cows after riding in the dark(full moon) for a couple of hours. Oh Yeah - It rained a lot of
the way, but it was not very cold. Stayed the night in a bus at Paddlers Rest in Tabalum.
This bus is set up for accomodation for weary cyclists. Thanks Bindi (warmshowers.com)
and good luck with your projects.
Tabulam to Wollongbar was on the main road, about
90km, some traffic but very scenic.
Stayed with Darren, Dale and Mel, at Wollongbar,
it was great to catch up.
Wollongbar to Ballina was mostly down hill but I went through
an area called Teven. Much quieter and good scenery.
Calling in at Launa and Jims place at Alstonville.
An amazing couple with lots of crazy boys, good to see you were healthy and happy.
Stayed the night in Ballina
WEEK ONE
Yesterday I (we) cleaned up the house and made it ready to rent. (Thanks Amanda,JJ, Nardeen)
The day before I quit my job.The packing was done the morning that I left and I have no Idea where anything is.
Before leaving my front gate one of the solar collectors fell off, then 20m up the road I noticed the front wheel was
loose Leaving with Nardeen we headed for Kootingal pub to catch up with others.
My dad and older Brother (Lindsay) met us at the pub. Thanks Lindsay for bringing dad out.
Joining for a ride were Harland, Dave, Tracey.
DAY ONE. - Kootingal to Walcha Road, which included about 30km of dirt. Lunch at the
pub. Meet up with Charlie who rode with us to Wollun. We stayed at Wollun in shearers
quarters, thanks to Cameron and Judy.
DAY TWO
A cold start for myself ,Tracey and Nadeen, after a very comfortable night in the shearers quarters. We headed
for Uralla with a head wind. We meet a couple that have just taken over the running of the Kentucky Store, nice
people, hope it goes well, good spot for a coffee.
Stopping at the driver reviver, then off to little sisters place (Helen), about 25km more.
Nardeen and Tracey then organised a lift back to tamworth........Thanks for the company.
Tracey and Nardeen left chopper dogs with Helens daughter (Kerrie)
Helen's Family. Joe, Elisa, Ruby n Kerrie
After lunch with Helen's family I rode to the other side of Armidale to visit another sister. Mari.
Stayed the night. Thanks and it was great to catch up. Sarah...I wont tell anyone you had a sicky from school.
Micheal....good luck with the new job.
DAY THREE.
Armidale to Ebor.Via the Rockvale road, with about 12km of dirt. Bit of a difficult day, headwind, rain and cold. Also the climb from
Tamworth to Ebor is about. 700m.
Camped at the back of the pub. Thank to the dude in the pub..... I dried all my stuff by the fire.
DAY FOUR
Ebor has an Altitude of 1300m, .....Grafton has about 800m.What a great day, 130km, top speed 74km/h, lots of windy roads and awsome scenery.
Stayed the night in a camping ground, Grafton.
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