So Monday morning, packed the bike with all the camping gear, some food essentials. It is quite an art-form to strap everything safely to the bike and I got Michael to run a last safety check. All good, first stop COSTCO for refueling. Everyone was having problems with the new card readers they have installed on the pumps. I helped one person then everyone else came to "bloke on the bike" to get their bit of assistance - Jeepers, the new card readers are just like ATMs so not sure why everyone was struggling.
The best thing about riding to the coast on Mondays is very little traffic - I think I overtook one car and was overtaken by one car on overtaking lanes. I really enjoy the ride when one doesn't need the stresses of bad drivers on the road. The Clyde Mountain is always enjoyable - if you watch the YouTube, there may have been a little cursing when some cars were reluctant to overtake the trucks that had pulled to the side to make room.
So around 2 and half hours after departing, I arrive at Broulee Big 4 campground. $20 a night for a tent site - the park is actually very pretty with good beach access but the actual Van Sites and Tent Sites are very ordinary. Toilets and showers were clean A few Vanners were there, not overly friendly. A bit of a struggle to get the tent up but all good in the end - I need to be more disciplined in where I put things. Went for a walk to the beach and then to see if there were any cafes open - Nope, the little local supermarket was a depressing little place but I had earned a Lemon,Lime and Bitters.
Had an early dinner....or was that a late lunch - knew I had forgot something. One last stroll to the beach and then back to my annex where I read a book on the iPad and marveled at how cold it was getting. By 7:30, I was shivering, didn't want to put all my riding gear on so I retreated into the tent proper. At about 8:30, one last trip to the Loos then bed-time. Absolutely lovely listening to the waves crash on the beach, it almost drowned out the chattering of my teeth. My sleeping bag is rated to Minus 4, Minus 27 in extreme circumstances whatever that means. I also had a liner and an insulated sleeping pad underneath me but I froze. I could hardly sleep and the middle of the night walk to the Loo was horrible. My Sister tells me that Moruya got to minus 1 that night
Morning was very welcome. Boiled the kettle and used my new portable espresso machine that makes a really nice shot of coffee. A Muesli bar was breakfast and then I made my way to the bike trail that runs between Broulee and Moruya Heads. There are a number of Geocaches along the trail which I had started from the other end some months ago. The walk is truly lovely, far better than on a bike and I was happy with my world - the backdrop of waves on the beach added to the effect. Caching almost completed - will need to return one last time to get the finale of the series.
Made by way back to camp and had some Nasi Goreng. As I watched a new neighbour struggle to put up his tent, I made the executive decision to cut my losses and not have another night like the previous one. Not sure which is easier, making camp or breaking camp - I did have difficulty in strapping everything to the bike but I did stop a few times to make sure nothing was moving - the late afternoon sun is not easy on the bike especially in and out of shadows - the wind had sprung up as well. I was glad to reach the peak hour traffic of Canberra but a few last hairy moments on roundabouts where the sun blinded me. Great to get home, great nights sleep in own bed and the YouTube will be published shortly.