No compote of summer fruits with honey or yogurt, no muesli either. The breakfast board specials menu at the Caiguna Roadhouse offered the more traditional: Sausages, onions and gravy, lambs fry or savoury mince. Aahh the memories along with the nausea came rushing back, of Sunday night meals my overworked Mum would knock up when I was a child. Always able to be extended with the addition of what ever was on hand, so as to feed an army of hungry and ungrateful children.
“So what will it be hon?” asked the waitress.
Clear skies with a strong tailwind, my chance to shine today, however it was only a short ride of 65kilometers to Cockelbiddy. I toyed with the idea of riding a little further then free camping somewhere. It was too long a day to ride the further 100 kms to Madura so I decided to stay at Cockelbiddy which turned out to be a really good choice.
As I was setting up camp the winds increased, the sky grew darker and I knew what was coming. Securing my tent and panniers, I indulged myself in a heavenly hot shower. Clean and refreshed, I sat in the roadhouse drinking tea as the heavens opened, a real downpour, afterwards made complete with a another double rainbow!
On the road I kept an eye out for camels, but they weren’t keeping an eye out for me. I moved my head from side to side open mounted scanning the horizon. I must have looked like one of those arcade clowns at the Royal Show. I crossed into another time zone (not The Twilight Zone but similar). The Central Western Time Zone. Advance clocks 45 min, said the sign, a sure indication I’m heading east.
My bike computer tells me I have ridden over 2000 kms since leaving Perth just over 3 weeks ago. Not bad despite the rain! My experience thus far has been somewhat different to that of the first person to cycle across the Nullarbor, Arthur Charles Jeston Richardson who said it was “1000 degrees in the shade”. Audax Australia, have an award named after him.