Wednesday, 28 December 2011

The end of the Nullarbor

28th November.

Fraser Range to Norseman – the end of the Nullarbor.    We have ridden 3,300 ks since we left home.

We had a great day riding the last stretch of the Nullarbor, tail wind and few hills, so we flew along the remaining 105 ks to Norseman, the end of the Nullarbor.   It was hard to believe we had done it.  After a little jig in the street we headed to the pub to celebrate.   We had been looking forward to being back in civilization so Noresman was  bit of a disappointment.  A typical mining town, fibro houses and unkempt gardens.  The greatest find was the supermarket where we could purchase some food.   It was a pity all the people along the way who told us we were mad were not here to see us ride in.

Our next challenge was to do the remaining 1,000 ks to Perth.   We left Norseman battling very strong head winds. It was a terrible day to be riding.  The scenery had not changed much, we could have still been on the Nullarbor until we got near Salmon Gums where wheat farms appeared,  Salmon Gums is a tiny little place and the caravan park is run by the community volunteers.   Gerrard a cyclist from Germany also stayed here so we had quite a social night.

28th November.

Fraser Range to Norseman – the end of the Nullarbor.    We have ridden 3,300 ks since we left home.

We had a great day riding the last stretch of the Nullarbor, tail wind and few hills, so we flew along the remaining 105 ks to Norseman, the end of the Nullarbor.   It was hard to believe we had done it.  After a little jig in the street we headed to the pub to celebrate.   We had been looking forward to being back in civilization so Noresman was  bit of a disappointment.  A typical mining town, fibro houses and unkempt gardens.  The greatest find was the supermarket where we could purchase some food.   It was a pity all the people along the way who told us we were mad were not here to see us ride in.

Our next challenge was to do the remaining 1,000 ks to Perth.   We left Norseman battling very strong head winds. It was a terrible day to be riding.  The scenery had not changed much, we could have still been on the Nullarbor until we got near Salmon Gums where wheat farms appeared,  Salmon Gums is a tiny little place and the caravan park is run by the community volunteers.   Gerrard a cyclist from Germany also stayed here so we had quite a social night.

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