The day started with a drive to the south through Kangaroo infested roads, dodging grader crews and I was ready to leave the car at 10:40. Had gained a bit of altitude and it was a balmy 3.5 degrees when I started my ride. Lovely alpine scenery and lots of skippies to keep an eye on me. Apparently, wild dogs and dingoes are a bit of a problem so I had one of my trekking poles in my panniers that stabbed me every second pedal. At one stage, I thought I could hear howling but it could just have been my cheeks flapping. There was an icy wind blowing as well so at the supersonic speedsd I weas pedaling at, wind chill made things very cold.
The standard of fire trail fell away a bit as it became boggy. Some bits I just had to push the bike through. But, did I mention the lovely scenery? I passed some old huts that I would visit on my return. Cache was found and I headed back. I did try to ride through one bog and had a spectacular wipeout. I hit the ground, just missing the bog and rolled clear. Very happy that my feet cleared the stirrups cleanly and got up and did a little victory jig. You'll need to see the video!
I visited a hut which had a cache hidden nearby. The cache listing mentioned it would be a good place for a snack and coffee so I waited and waited and waited for a waiter to turn up but it must have been his or her day off. Bugga! All up, a great day. Probably should have started early but I didn't clock off from work until 23:10 the night before.