The last time over the hill from Sal and Justin's thankfully, but little did we know, there was to be plenty of uphill today. It was great to finally explore the country beyond the fire brigade, as we headed down Ocean Road towards the Munda Biddi.
We had decided to follow the trail in search of the Green Pool. The road was sealed until we reached the coast, where we saw spectacular views over a deep blue southern ocean, with startling bright white breakers crashing over the rocky shore. The unsealed trail was pretty good as well, and not as sandy as we had expected, but then it got steep, and I struggled with my loaded panniers and trailer. But it was worth it. Beautiful views down the coast.
Then we came out onto a muddy road. Did I say it had been raining for most of the last 24 hours, and was showery today, so what really could we expect? This was where Ju realized she had lost a screw in her cleated shoe....oh bother.
A couple more reasonably steep climbs and we hit the tarmac, and the steps leading to Green Pool. Green Pool is a protected bay that the locals use for teaching swimming. It is almost completely surrounded by rocks, so none of the angry southern ocean swell reaches the bay. Today there were three locals swimming. They reckoned the water tempt was 16°C, and I'm pretty sure Ju was tempted, but then it rained.
Back on the bikes, and a short time later, we have stopped at the Honey Shop for a Honey Icecream. Not really icecream weather, but sometimes ya just gotta. With a full sugar kick, we decided to forgo the Fudge Shop, and headed for the Rail Trail.
The Munda Biddi at this point does a huge backwards loop, which would have had us doing 20km in the wrong direction. The rail trail is good. Reasonably flat. Away from traffic. But today the surface varies. At times it is soft sand, and even the gentle climbs of a disused railway make you work. At times it was muddy. Sometimes small sand traps threw you off your line. The occasional overgrown bush grabbed at your handlebars. In parts the trail was indistinct, and the grass, being wet, was slippery. And sometimes the puddles were almost axle deep. We certainly had to stay alert. Eventually, we reached the section where the farmer has decided not to allow access across his part if the trail, and we are back on the road.
As it turns out, being Sunday afternoon, the road is really quiet traffic wise, but now we are confronted by a section of hilly undulations, and my legs are feeling the day. It doesn't help that the gears are covered in muck from the rail trail, and not behaving. Then Ju breaks a spoke. We figure the wheel will survive with only one break.....and carry on.
There are some big trees in this area. Lots of Gum called Karri, and another type that are quite massive, with a different bark. Will try to find out the name. We bypassed a spot where there is a Tree Top Walk, and found a campsite, back on the Munda Biddi. Pasta meals for tea, and into the tent as it gets dark....5.30pm.
Dear Dr John. Thank you very much for the Juju medicine. Even though we cycled past two Windfarms today, I am feeling much more relaxed and alot less tense. Thank you also for the torch. What a great idea. Now I can find my Juju medicine in the dark.