We waited until 9am.......but as expected the media did not show......so I waved goodbye to Nabina and Dipak, and headed out of town.
Getting out of town, took a while. 25km of dodging traffic, traffic lights, narrow bike lanes, big trucks, and angry V8 drivers with tiny feet (they just don't like their mighty, noisy, expensive toys being slowed down by a mere bicycle, and do their best to intimidate by reeving their engines, doing lots of gear changes, passing as close as possible, then roaring away.......only to have to stop at the next lights.......where I pass them again....poor humiliated little boys.......).
I finally got to leave the main traffic flow, and began following a route I had worked out after getting advice from a bike shop and an info Centre. All went well for 10km, and then........... SIGNAGE. Cyclists are not permitted beyond this point. And in front of me, crossing my route, a huge, brand new bypass/freeway.....not on any of my maps, not on Google, not on GPS......but it does have a cycle path running alongside......but it goes in a 90° angle to the direction I planned......oh Bother.
Nothing for it but to follow the cycle trail. Ends up that I do two sides of a triangle, instead of the one I hoped to ride. Still, the riding is flat, and smooth, and it's not raining (yet), and there's no wind.
The new route takes me through Gawler, 50km from Adelaide, which isn't too big.....but very busy traffic wise. Here's an interesting fact. South Australia (the driest state)has a population of 1.2 million. 1 million live in Adelaide, which leaves only 200,000 in the rest of the state....which ain't many in a huge space, so most the towns I see over the next week or so are going to be pretty small.
The new route meant I missed Two Wells....wanted to see the two holes in the ground, but I do see Mallala which didn't have two holes, but did have an interesting shaped monument, a pub, an IGA, and......not much else.
The road in was flat and straight. At Mallala it bent 10°, then it continued flat and straight, and it rained.........
At 90km, I'm feeling like I've had enough for the day and start looking for somewhere to camp. Find a side road, and about 200m along it, find a couple of bushes to break the cool breeze, and set up camp.
It's amazing how fumbly I am after 90km on the bike. And it's amazing how quickly you get cold as you fumble over putting up the tent, unpacking the gear and getting into warm, dry clothes. It's 4.30pm by the time I'm snug, and feeding, but that's okay, because today is the shortest day, and it's dark by just after 5pm. It's going to be a long night.
Right about now, I hope the All Blacks are giving the Poms a lesson on how to play a Test Match. I'll have to wait a couple of days to hear the result.
My Samsung Tablet is amazing, but out here in Sticksville ( the closest name on the map is Pinery, but I'm unsure whether that is a tree, a farm, a pub or a cluster of kangaroo), the wifi ain't the best.
Gotta say a huge thanks to my mate Verdon who organized the Samsung sponsorship. Over the last couple of days I've managed to skype Ju, Lisa & Tim and their kids, Paul & Amber and Seb, Fletch, and Rod, and message heaps of others.
These days, being on an adventure doesn't mean you necessarily have to be out of touch.......well until you hit the Nullabor.....
Heading towards Balaklava and Wallaroo tomorrow, then hopefully a ferry ride on Monday, and then there's nothing between me and Perth, except about 2000km and a big desert......