The Kookaburra wake us. It sounds as if one of them is perched above the tent with our drying clothes. Damn they're loud. And our clothes are not dry. Everything feels damp, we feel dirty. Showers would be nice today.
The riding is pretty today. Lots of tall trees. A rain forest feel, with swampy areas, and waterbirds. Not dissimilar to West Coast NZ, perhaps Moana. Except the trees are Karri, and the birds are so much louder, and the road is still a rollercoaster. Several times I am coasting downhill at 47kph, to be pulled up to 7kph in about 50m, as the uphill begins. The legs suffer.
Ju is beginning to forget all the irrelevant stuff. The actual time of day is no longer important. The day of the week has been completely forgotten. Work......what Work? What is Important? How far to the next Stop? For Food? For Water? For Information? For hot Shower? Where's a good camping Spot?
We reach Northcliff. You need to be very careful about how you judge a place. We only met the lady in the Info Centre, and did a quick walk through the General Store, but the Info lady was a little weird, and the store scarcely supplied, and the town had a....strange feel to it. We did get a few minutes Wifi, and Ju had a pie....good biking food.....she's learning, and sheltered from a cold blast of weather that passed through. Then we got back on the bikes.
There was a little debate as to whether we should cycle the 3km off course to have a gander at the Centennial Tree. This is one of four trees in the area that were set up to be climbed, and used as Fire Lookouts. The concensus was okay, let's go look, but the climb up the dirt road almost turned the vote. But oh my. This was a WOW.
Wish I had my mate Fletch with me, because then I would have been brave enough to climb the iron rungs a little more than the 10m I climbed. At 68m they have built a covered shelter to protect the lookout from the sun. The rungs are long metal spikes nailed into the tree, circling up the trunk. No. Not even with Fletch here would I be brave enough.
The downhill back to the main road was a lot quicker and more pleasant, but the next climb was when I realized I should have had a pie at Northcliff as well. Thank goodness for snack bars. Pretty young thing, is smoking me on the uphills yet again.
A 2km downhill into Pemberton. We'll have to climb this in the morning, but it's worth it. A very helpful, and not weird Info lady, free Wifi for seniors, that's me, a campsite with hot showers, and laundry facilities, and a good old fashioned pub meal...Fish n Chups, and we're done for the day. I've biked over 4300km in Aussie. Only 250km and I will have cycled to the Indian Ocean. All with the help of "Bikers Food": Pies, and Fish n Chips.