Julie and I were supposed to be hiking the 5,000km Continental Divide Trail in the US in 2020, but COVID-19 derailed that plan. Instead, we will have an adventure in Australia, circumnavigating the country on our bikes, a distance of about 16,500km taking approximately five and a half months. We will use minor roads where possible and occasionally catch ferries across rivers and inlets to avoid busier inland routes. We will camp some of the time and stay in motels, hotels, etc, at others. There will be stretches of up to five days with no accommodation or resupply available, so we will need to be self-sufficient.

Round Australia Bike Ride - Day 091 - Cadney Park to Coober Pedy

Day:  091

Date:  Wednesday, 30 September 2020

Start:  Cadney Park Roadhouse

Finish:  Coober Pedy

Daily Kilometres:  153 (click for Julie's Strava and photos)

Total Kilometres:  9480

Weather:  Cool early, then sunny and warm with light winds

Accommodation:  Motel

Nutrition:

  Breakfast:  Egg & lettuce sandwiches

  Lunch:  Ham, cheese & tomato sandwich/Chicken, cheese & tomato sandwich

  Dinner:  Pizza, ice cream

Aches:  Nothing significant

Highlight:  Very pleasant early morning riding across the flat treeless gibber (small stones) plains with almost no other traffic.

Lowlight:  None really

Pictures: Click here

Map and Position: Click here for Google Map

Journal:

We left our roadhouse soon after 6am, just as the sun was peeping above the eastern horizon across the vast gibber plains, and headed south towards Coober Pedy, 153km away, with no towns or roadhouses on the way.  According to Maps.me, there was a rest area after 60km, so we decided to aim for that as our first and breakfast stop.  It's always nice to put a good dent in the day's mileage at the start, both psychologically and because riding conditions tend to be better.  I like to do the same when hiking.

The 60km took a little under three hours, with no stops, and was very pleasant riding, with little or no wind, clear sky and the sun slowly lighting up the bush (see above).  The rest area was a disappointment, with not even a picnic table or bench, but we were ready for a break and ate our breakfast sitting on the ground and leaning up against a couple of posts in the sunshine, happy with progress so far.  With just over 90km remaining, we decided to break it into three sections, and continued on.  

Although for most of the day we were riding across gibber plains, which was a welcome change of scenery, there were still some areas of scrub, with no obvious reason why the vegetation differed.  Although there was some traffic (it is the main highway between Adelaide and Darwin), we had long periods during the day when there was nothing.  In the excellent conditions with the ability to see vast distances across the open country, the riding was very enjoyable.  We could see vehicles, and particularly road trains, coming from a long way, often looking like trains crossing the horizon where the road curved around.  Speaking of trains, the Ghan railway line was frequently visible just to the west of the road, but we didn't see any trains today.

After our mid-morning break, with 58km to go, we began to see the first indications of the opal mining for which Coober Pedy is famous.  There were signs warning of the dangers of falling into open shafts, and other signs warning not to trespass onto claims, as well as some isolated mullock heaps.  By the time we stopped for lunch at 1pm, with just 20km to go, mullock heaps were visible everywhere, with an occasional piece of equipment or small mining operation amongst them.  The mullock heaps, which come in all sizes, are colourful, ranging from white to yellow, orange, ochre, red and brown.

Finally, Coober Pedy appeared in the distance to the east and we turned off the highway and into town.  We quickly found our motel, partly chosen because it has underground rooms, a renowned Coober Pedy building feature, and checked in around 2:30pm.  The very friendly owner gave us a discount and upgraded us to a room large enough to store our bikes, which was very kind of him (I think we may be the only guests).  Our room has no windows, no air-conditioning or heating, and bare carved rock walls.  However, climate control is unnecessary because the underground temperature remains a constant 23°C throughout the year in a town where temperatures often reach 40+°C (39°C forecast for later this week).  Apparently half the residents of Coober Pedy live in underground homes.

After the usual showers, we took a stroll down the small main street and bought some snacks and drinks, and later had an excellent pizza from a pizza parlour recommended by separate travellers we had met far from Coober Pedy.

Round Australia Bike Ride - Day 090 - Tarcoonyinna to Cadney Park

Day:  090

Date:  Tuesday, 29 September 2020

Start:  Tarcoonyinna Rest Area

Finish:  Cadney Park Roadhouse

Daily Kilometres:  134 (click for Julie's Strava and photos)

Total Kilometres:  9327

Weather:  Cool early, then mild, overcast, periods of rain, and windy.

Accommodation:  Motel

Nutrition:

  Breakfast:  Pie & muffin/Egg & lettuce sandwich

  Lunch:  Ham salad roll/Chicken schnitzel roll & muffin

  Dinner:  Bangers & mash/Hamburger & chips, ice cream

Aches:  Nothing significant

Highlight:  Maybe not a highlight for us, but our bedraggled arrival in the middle of a downpour at the Marla Roadhouse at 8:30am seemed to be a highlight for other travellers.  The driver of the Greyhound bus from Adelaide to Darwin, which was stopped in Marla at the time, had a good chuckle and advised us to call it a day at Marla as he considered the road further south too dangerous in the wet conditions and poor visibility.  Three motorcyclists travelling north, thought they had it bad until they saw us, and also had a good laugh.  Three contractors heading north, who said they had been unable to overtake a road train for many kilometres because they could not see what was coming the other way through the spray generated by the truck, offered to pick us up on their way back south later in the day.  And various other travellers laughed, commiserated with us, and asked about our trip.

Lowlight:  None really.

Pictures: Click here (yesterday's are here ... forgot to post them)

Map and Position: Click here for Google Map

Journal:

It started raining a little as we went to bed last night and it rained and was windy at various times during a night in which neither of us slept very well.  When we woke at 5am, a moderate wind seemed to be coming from the south, drying the tent, but portending a tough day on the road.  And just as we were packing up the tent, it began raining again and we rushed to get everything under the cover of the adjacent picnic shelter before it got too wet.

We finished packing and began riding in the pre-dawn gloom and light rain soon after 6am, aiming for the Marla Roadhouse, 54km away, for breakfast, and ultimately Cadney Park Roadhouse 80km further on.

We actually didn't mind riding in the rain, since it was the first time for more than two months and because we knew it was a rare and welcome event for the communities and cattle stations in this part of the world.  It felt like a privilege to witness such an event, and as the rain continued during much of the morning, we watched endless puddles form and turn the red dust into soft red clay on the scrubby, often treeless, plains on both sides of the road.  You could smell the wet earth and hear birds chirping in the scrub.  The sky was different shades of grey with rain showers descending visibly from the darker clouds near and far.  Later in the morning some low and long rumbles of thunder sounded above accompanied by some lightning, but not enough to cause us concern.

The road became quite wet, especially in the heavier downpours, and long puddles formed in the depressions where the heavy truck wheels travel, so we had to watch where we were going if we didn't want to get even wetter.  All of the time, we were alert for traffic coming from ahead or behind, though there were long periods when there was no traffic at all and we had the plains to ourselves.  When road trains passed, and there were plenty, we often got a big shower, but the only times we felt at risk was when vehicles coming from both directions passed us at the same time.  There was little verge to the road and the edges were soft, so it was "white knuckles" time as we held a narrow line as cars passed close to our right elbows.  In these cases, it's hard to understand why the driver approaching from behind doesn't slow down and wait until they have more room.  I guess every second counts when you're driving hundreds of kilometres in the outback!

Most of the day was through unfenced cattle country, and we saw a few along the way.  It's funny the way they are startled by us and run away, but cars and road trains pass by without disturbing them.  No doubt this explained the carcasses we saw on the roadside in various stages of decay and malodour, presumably the result of encounters with road trains.  Another common sight along the road has been the number of abandoned vehicles, most damaged/stripped/vandalised and some burnt out.  Each probably with a story to tell.

We reached Marla Roadhouse in good time, having quite enjoyed the first few hours of riding in the rain, apart from the downpour in the last few kilometres that left us cold and saturated.  After breakfast on the roadhouse verandah (see above) and purchasing supplies for the 80km remaining to Cadney Park Roadhouse, we left in light drizzle.  As expected, heavier rain returned, along with a cold wind, and without good shelter anywhere en route, we kept riding the whole way apart from a very short break.

Earlier than expected, thanks partly to a tail/cross wind, we reached the roadhouse and checked in.  The weather had cleared a little in the last hour, though dark clouds loomed behind us and to the east.  Our afternoon was spent doing trip-planning, laundry and watching TV, as the weather steadily cleared.  From our room we can see the Ghan train line, and earlier today saw two very long freight trains, one parked for a while in view at the Cadney Park siding.

Once again an early dinner and an early night.

Round Australia Bike Ride - Day 089 - Erldunda to Tarcoonyinna

Day:  089

Date:  Monday, 28 September 2020

Start:  Erldunda

Finish:  Tarcoonyinna Rest Area

Daily Kilometres:  201 (click for Julie's Strava and photos)

Total Kilometres:  9193

Weather:  Cool early, then partly sunny, very warm and windy

Accommodation:  Tent

Nutrition:

  Breakfast:  Biscuits, egg & bacon rolls

  Lunch:  Curried egg & lettuce sandwiches

  Dinner:  Soup, rehydrated beef stroganoff/pasta carbonara, choc chip biscuits

Aches:  Nothing significant

Highlight:  Reaching two milestones - 9,000 Kilometres and crossing the border from the Northern Territory into South Australia

Lowlight:  The flies were absolutely terrible while we were setting up camp until darkness fell.

Pictures: Click here

Map and Position: Click here for Google Map

Journal:

From the ridiculous to the sublime, today we rode twice as far as yesterday, with less than half the effort.  Riding became fun again.

The day didn't start too well when our 5:15am departure was delayed 20 minutes when I discovered a key supporting screw missing from my rear carrier.  A quick check of the other corresponding screw on my bike and those on Julie's bike revealed that all were loose.  I cannibalised a screw from elsewhere on my bike and we tightened everything  and were on our way as the sky lightened in the east.

Our original plan was to ride 168km to a highway rest area and camp, but the forecast of favourable winds for today, and unfavourable for the following two days, encouraged us to go for a stretch target, the Tarcoonyinna Rest Area, 200km away.  For the first 45km there was a strong crosswind, which was a big improvement on yesterday, and we made good time before a snack break.  We were delaying breakfast until we reached the Kulgera Roadhouse at 75km, and we reached there a little before 9am.  It is an historic roadhouse whose advertising pitch is that it is the first and last pub in the Northern Territory (NT). After a yummy breakfast and buying sandwiches and snacks for the rest of the day, we headed south towards the border and South Australia aided by a strong following wind.  We couldn't get the smiles off our faces at the easy riding.

We crossed the border, and the COVID-19 police checkpoint for vehicles entering the NT, 20km later, with no fanfare and continued on at speed into South Australia (SA).  For the whole day the scenery varied between the scrubby plains of cattle stations, occasional dry sandy creek beds shaded by elegant ghost gums, and low ranges of hills with rocky outcrops.  Beautiful for its vastness and remoteness.  There was a reasonable amount of traffic, but it wasn't busy, with most people giving us a wave and plenty of clearance.

The following wind allowed us to reach our stretch target rest area about 5:20pm, to find it bare, windswept and unoccupied.  The ground is hard and stony, making it difficult to hammer in tent pegs (I bent two good ones) and the tent is now largely held down by rocks in a very strong wind.  It looked like it might rain after we arrived, with heavy cloud moving in from the west, but it hasn't so far.  We were hoping for a water tank here, but there was none, though we had enough for dinner and a wash and will reach the Marla roadhouse in time for breakfast tomorrow, so it isn't a big deal.  The first rest area we passed in SA had a water tank, but the following two didn't so we know not to count on them in future.

We went to bed soon after 8pm, hoping the stony ground isn't too uncomfortable and that the tent doesn't blow away during the night.

Round Australia Bike Ride - Day 088 - Kernot Range to Erldunda

Day:  088

Date:  Sunday, 27 September 2020

Start:  Kernot Range Rest Area

Finish:  Erldunda

Daily Kilometres:  101 (click for Julie's Strava and photos)

Total Kilometres:  8992

Weather:  Cool early, then mild, sunny and windy

Accommodation:  Motel

Nutrition:

  Breakfast:  Muesli

  Lunch:  Pie/Chicken & chips

  Dinner:  Hamburger & chips/Beef schnitzel, salad & chips, ice-creams

Aches:  Nothing significant 

Highlight:  Arriving at the Erldunda Roadhouse after eight hours of gruelling headwind riding

Lowlight:  After yesterday's headwind, we were hoping for a reprieve today, but it wasn't to be.  The easterly wind blew all night and was blowing when we began riding this morning, only to worsen as the sun rose.  It was even harder than yesterday and made riding a real grind.

Pictures: Click here

Map and Position: Click here for Google Map

Journal:

We woke at 5am and were on the road soon after 6am, hoping that the early hours would be calmer, but the wind had blown all night and continued blowing.  Our tentative plan for the day was to ride eastwards on the Lasseter Highway for 100km to Erldunda, and then turn south on the Stuart Highway and ride 75km to Kulgera.  However, we knew that if the easterly wind continued to blow, we might have to bail out at Erldunda.

The first hour's riding in yet another beautiful desert dawn, was into the cold wind and slow.  We hoped the wind might ease as the sun rose, but the reverse happened and it got stronger.   Our plan had been to ride 40km before stopping for breakfast, but with the wind howling across the red dirt scrubby plain, raising dust clouds and blurring the horizon, there was nowhere protected to stop.  Instead, we persevered another 5km to the abandoned Mt Ebeneezer Roadhouse and sheltered behind a corrugated iron fence while we had breakfast.  It was a forlorn place with a row of motel units, doors open, some windows broken, and unknown things banging in the wind.  Nobody was about.

We realised that, based on the three hours of very hard riding it had taken to cover the 45km so far, and with the wind showing no signs of abating, we had little chance of getting to Kulgera for the night, even though the wind should be neutral for the last 75km.  Just getting to Erldunda, 56km away, felt like it would be a Herculean task, when on almost any other day it would be easy-peasey.

After a 30-minute breakfast break, we emerged from our fence shelter and resumed riding across the windblown plain.  It was cattle country, though we didn't see any and there seemed little for them to feed on.  The road undulated mildly, passing over low ridges, but there never seemed to be any downhill.  Every metre required applied muscle and it was exhausting.

After another two hours and 28km, we took a mid-morning break in the shelter of some trees, dreaming of the morning being over.  Thirty minutes later we were back in the wind, willing the roadside 10km markers to appear in the distance.  Each marker took an eternity to appear, and once seen, took an eternity to reach.  It was character-building.  We had one uplifting moment when the same indigenous truck driver who stopped and gave us water yesterday, overtook us and pulled off the road and gave us another 1.5 litres of cool water, most of which we drank on the spot.  The kindness of strangers.

Inevitably, as we knew would happen if we just kept plugging away, we reached the Stuart Highway and the Erldunda Roadhouse around 2pm.  What a relief.  We checked into a nice motel room, somewhat shell-shocked after our morning, and revived ourselves with a shower and then some lunch at the large, busy and seemingly well-managed and maintained roadhouse.  After that we retired to our room to do some chores and watch some TV.

We later ordered an early dinner at the roadhouse, planning to take a look at the sunset from their "sunset viewing platform" afterwards, but when dinner (very good) finally arrived an hour later, the sun was well set.

Round Australia Bike Ride - Day 087 - Yulara to Kernot Range

Day:  087

Date:  Saturday, 26 September 2020

Start:  Yulara

Finish:  Kernot Range Rest Area

Daily Kilometres:  147 (click for Julie's Strava and photos)

Total Kilometres:  8891

Weather:  Cool early, then warm and sunny with an easterly wind

Accommodation:  Tent

Nutrition:

  Breakfast:  Chicken & mayo sandwiches

  Lunch:  Chicken schnitzel sandwiches, ice-creams

  Dinner:  Soup, Creamy carbonara/Lamb fettucine

Aches:  Nothing significant

Highlight:  In mid-afternoon, in the middle of the desert, a large truck coming the other way stopped on the road and the aboriginal driver reached out and gave us a very welcome 1.5 litre bottle of cool water.

Lowlight:  Usually, the early morning riding is the best, but this morning, as soon as we left Yulara and turned east towards the Stuart Highway, 244km away, the wind was diabolical … and cold.  The first few hours was a total grind.  We seemed to have to fight for every metre.

Pictures: Click here

Map and Position: Click here for Google Map

Journal:

We left the campground about 6:45am on a cool and clear morning and cycled out to the highway through a quiet Yulara.  It was very peaceful, but when we got to the highway and turned eastwards it was another story.  We were confronted with a strong headwind (see above) that had me calculating what was the minimum distance we needed to do today to avoid running out of food and water before Erldunda, the next roadhouse of consequence.  Two hours and 28km later, when we stopped for breakfast by the road, the situation was much the same.  It still hadn't warmed up, and the wind continued to blow.  Since we were going to be riding east for the whole way, we were resigning ourselves to a tough day, and would just camp wherever we were around 5pm.  We decided to take a break about every 30km, which might get us to the Kernot Range Rest Area, 120km away for the night.

The wind persisted for the rest of the day, but did vary in strength, and our speed improved slightly.  Given the conditions, we weren't looking around as much as usual, but since we were retracing our steps along the Lasseter Highway for the first 135km, it didn't seem so important.  Most of the time it was just head down, butt up, and keep pedalling.

Coincidentally, the highway rest areas were about 30km apart, so we had picnic benches, which are always welcome, for our mid-morning and mid-afternoon breaks.  Our lunch break, taken around 1pm, happened to be at the Curtin Springs Roadhouse, where we had stayed on our way into Yulara five days ago.  We weren't keen to buy lunch there, given our previous experience of the range and prices, but we did buy a couple of expensive ice-creams to follow our brought sandwiches, just because we could.  As we were leaving the Roadhouse, a guy in a vehicle stopped and asked Julie about our ride and said that if we stopped in at the police COVID-19 checkpoint 12km down the road, where they were intercepting vehicles coming via a back road from South Australia, they woukd happily give us some water.  So soon after lunch, we didn't need to, but they gave us a friendly wave as we passed.

All day, the country was much the same - red sand dunes, scrub, desert oaks - and this pretty much described the Kernot Range Rest Area where we arrived soon after 5pm.  It's one of the Northern Territory Rest Areas where you are allowed to camp overnight and we had it to ourselves until a couple of cars with tents, arrived separately after dark.  The soil is so sandy, we had trouble getting the tent pegs to stay in the ground as the wind continued to blow and had to find some rocks, with difficulty, to hold the guy ropes down.  Despite this trouble, it's a nice spot to camp in the desert, and after a wash we cooked dinner in the picnic shelter and then had an early night under a clear moonlit night.  The wind is still blowing.

Round Australia Bike Ride - Day 086 - Yulara

Day:  086

Date:  Friday, 25 September 2020

Start:  Yulara

Finish:  Yulara

Daily Kilometres:  0

Total Kilometres:  8744

Weather:  Cool early, then warm and sunny

Accommodation:  Tent 

Nutrition:

  Breakfast:  Donut/ , apple strudel

  Lunch:  Pie/Caesar salad, biscuits

  Dinner:  Macaroni cheese/Pasta carbonara, ice cream

Aches:  Nothing significant

Highlight:  Very lazy relaxing day

Lowlight:  None really

Pictures: Click here

Map and Position: Click here for Google Map

Journal:

We decided to take up the Ayers Rock Campground's offer of "third night free" and have a relaxing day off amidst the excellent, but very unbusy, camp facilities and nearby good value supermarket.

Accordingly, there's not much to report.  There was some laundry done, some sunbathing by the pool, some reading, some phone calls, some social media, some shopping, some window-shopping, some tent patching, some preparation for returning to the road tomorrow, and I attended a short astronomical film presentation at the Yulara theatre, but no bike riding or hiking.  And all under clear blue skies in warm, but not hot, temperatures, with a cooling breeze.  Perfect.

We went to bed early, knowing we had a longish day tomorrow, probably with a headwind, and likely no internet access for a day or two.

Round Australia Bike Ride - Day 085 - Uluru and Kata Tjuta

Day:  085

Date:  Thursday, 24 September 2020

Start:  Yulara

Finish:  Yulara

Daily Kilometres:  111 (click for Julie's Strava and photos and here and here for our walks)

Total Kilometres:  8744

Weather:  Cool early, then sunny and warm all day.

Accommodation:  Tent

Nutrition:

  Breakfast:  Egg sandwiches

  Lunch:  Beef, cheese & relish sandwiches

  Dinner:  Meatballs & pasta/Chicken pesto & pasta, ice cream

Aches:  Nothing significant

Highlight:  The 8km Valley of the Winds walk at Kata Tjuta (the Olgas) was awesome.  The rough trail climbed amongst the gargantuan brown conglomerate rock domes, passing through narrow gaps and revealing a hidden quiet little forested valley, before looping back over the low arid shoulder of one of the domes.  Although a little on the warm side, it was comfortable hiking weather and we had it mostly to ourselves, only meeting a few other hikers.

Lowlight:  None really.  We were dreading our 50km+ ride back from Kata Tjuta to Yulara into the wind after our hikes, but it wasn't that bad.

Pictures: Click here

Map and Position: Click here for Google Map

Journal:

Neither of us relished the idea of waking at 5am after our long day yesterday, but we were keen to try and see dawn breaking on Kata Tjuta.  We didn't expect to get to the official "sunrise viewing area", 38km away by road from Yulara, by the time the sun rose, but we were hoping to get close enough to be able to see the sun break on the mountains from the road.  It turned out to be a bit of a race against time because the topology conspired against getting a clear view until we got quite close.  Every time we cleared one dune, another seemed to be in the way, or the roadside trees were just a little too high.  We probably should have got up even earlier!

Finally, we did get some spectacular views as the sun lit up the mountains, and a few kilometres further on reached the lookout atop a dune where we had breakfast surveying the wonders of nature.  Just as we were self-congratulating on having the peaceful scene totally to ourselves, another car arrived, and then shortly after, a coachload of tourists!  From there we rode the remaining 15km to the Valley of the Winds trailhead, dominated by the massive domes of rock, locked our bikes to a tree, changed out of our cleats into trail shoes, and did the spectacular 8km walk (see above).

We then decided we had time to do the other, shorter, Kata Tutja walk before we left and rode the short distance to the Walpa Gorge trailhead.  The hike was out-and-back up into a gorge between two massive rock domes that became progressively more narrow until the trail ended at a lookout that gave views up to the end of the blocked gorge and also back west towards the vast desert plains.

On returning to our bikes, we ate lunch in the cool of a shelter, then set out on the ride back to Yulara.  The expected headwind turned out to be fickle and we made reasonable time, with much of the last half dominated up ahead by the mass of Uluru looming over the red sand dunes.  I thought to myself that there would be a lot of people who wouldn't mind trading places with me right then, and reminded myself how fortunate I was to be there.

We arrived back at Yulara soon after 3:30pm and stopped by the supermarket for a welcome ice-cream and to pick up some food for dinner and breakfast, before returning to our tent about 4:30pm.  After showers, we hung out in the camp kitchen where we had dinner before heading to bed.  Another great day done!

Round Australia Bike Ride - Day 084 - Curtin Springs to Yulara

Day:  084

Date:  Wednesday, 23 September 2020

Start:  Curtin Springs

Finish:  Yulara

Daily Kilometres:  136 (click for Julie's Strava and photos)

Total Kilometres:  8633

Weather:  Cool early, then sunny and warm

Accommodation:  Tent

Nutrition:

  Breakfast:  Scrambled eggs on toast

  Lunch:  Pie & donut/Pie & chocolate cake

  Dinner:  Chicken, cheese & mayo sandwiches, corn chips and ice cream

Aches:  Nothing significant

Highlight:  It's an Australian cliché, but watching the last of the sun's rays for the day illuminate Uluru (Ayers Rock) in shades changing from orange to red as we sat on a log at the end of a long day enjoying our snack dinner was superb, and kind of marks a milestone in our journey.

Lowlight:  None really

Pictures: Click here

Map and Position: Click here for Google Map

Journal:

We didn't need to start our day too early, given we only had 83km to Yulara, our destination for the day, so we waited for breakfast to be available at the roadhouse and ate soon after 7am.  By 8am we were heading west towards Yulara in the cool early morning sunshine with a nice breeze at our backs.  The road rose and fell gradually as it climbed over endless red sand dunes vegetated with desert oaks and scrub.  We kept our eyes open for wild camels, but the desert seemed devoid of life.  We didn't even see many birds and almost no roadkill, but I'm sure there's plenty of wildlife out there if you know where to look and when.

As we got closer to Yulara, we could see the upper parts of Uluru across the dunes, but never got a full view.  It seemed orchestrated that way to build the excitement as you got closer.  Even when we reached Yulara around noon, after a very fast (for us) 80km, you could still not properly see Uluru, or Kata Tjuta (the Olgas) ... just tantalising glimpses.  Yulara is a designed resort with a range of accommodation and a small shopping centre.  All very well cared for and organised, like an oasis in the desert.  We checked in at the campground, hoping to get a cabin, but had to settle for a tent site.  It's expensive, but the facilities are excellent, so you don't mind so much.

After setting up our tent, we walked the kilometre to the shopping centre, which includes a small supermarket with reasonable prices, and got some lunch and supplies for the rest of today and for tomorrow.  After returning to our tent, we mounted our unladen bikes and headed towards the base of Uluru, 21km away, into a headwind most of the way, arriving around 4:30pm, a little later than intended.  Nevertheless, we still had time for a leisurely ride on the trail that circumnavigates the awesome monolithic icon.  The closer you get, the more awe-inspiring it becomes as you see the huge eroded fissures, caves, gorges and fallen boulders that are not visible at a distance.  Around the base are sandy flat woodlands, accentuating the sheer abruptness of the rock rising from below.

After our ride around the rock, we returned to the sunset viewing area carpark joining scores of people set up with camp chairs, drinks and cameras to watch the fabled sunset at Uluru.  It didn't disappoint and we enjoyed the show (see above).  We then had to ride back to Yulara in the afterglow of sunset being passed by vehicle after vehicle, reminding me of the end of a drive-in show in the old days with everybody leaving at the same time and heading "home".  Back at the campground, we showered then had dessert in the well-equipped campground kitchen before heading to bed after another good day.

Round Australia Bike Ride - Day 083 - Kings Canyon Resort to Curtin Springs

Day:  083

Date:  Tuesday, 22 September 2020

Start:  Kings Canyon Resort

Finish:  Curtin Springs

Daily Kilometres:  219 (click for Julie's Strava and photos)

Total Kilometres:  8497

Weather:  Cold and clear early then warm and sunny

Accommodation:  Cabin

Nutrition:

  Breakfast:  Egg & lettuce sandwich/Ham, cheese & tomato sandwich

  Lunch:  Tuna & mayo sandwich/Chicken & mayo sandwich

  Dinner:  Beef schnitzel, salad & chips, ice-creams

Aches:  Nothing significant

Highlight:  When the sun finally rose high enough to thaw us out this morning (see below).

Lowlight:  Although it was cold when we left Kings Canyon Resort in the early morning, it was absolutely freezing an hour later, around the time the sky had just a tinge of dawn in the east.  Even after we made a quick stop to add an extra layer for warmth, we were still cold because we did not have full gloves or booties.  Our hands and feet were frozen and numb as we rode along, willing the sun to rise faster.

Pictures: Click here

Map and Position: Click here for Google Map

Journal:

For today, we had decided to try and ride the 219km to Curtin Springs Roadhouse where we could get a cabin for the night, rather than go for a shorter distance and have to free camp by the road in our dingo-ravaged tent.  To do this, and arrive at a reasonable hour, we got up at 3:30am and were on the road soon after 4am.  It was very dark, and we could just make out the silhouette of the mountain range that was home to Kings Canyon to our left, but not much else.  We saw one vehicle in the first two hours, so had the darkened bush and road to ourselves.  We were prepared for it to be cold, and it was, but after an hour or two, and particularly in the low-lying areas, the temperature dropped markedly and we were soon freezing.  Even the addition of a layer didn't fully rectify our situation and we were regretting the decision, two months ago when we entered the tropics, to mail most of our warm riding gear back home.  Of course, at that time, we didn't expect to be riding through Australia's central desert at night.

Anyway, the sun did finally rise and by our roadside breakfast stop soon after 7am we were thawing out.  Our route today was almost semi-circular, with the first 100km generally towards the southwest.  We knew the forecast was for strong southwesterly winds, so we wanted to get as much done early as we could before the winds significantly slowed progress.  The winds came as forecast, and not long after breakfast we were struggling against a strengthening headwind with our speed well below 20kph.  Julie began to despair of our ability to reach Curtin Springs in daylight, but I was banking on the wind staying as forecast so that as our route turned southwest and then west, the wind would be neutralised.  Fortunately, the weather bureau was correct, and after 100km, around late morning, the riding became much more enjoyable.

The countryside was also changing.  Now, apart from crossing a few low ranges of scrubby hills, we had red sand dunes from which grew attractive desert oaks.  The fallen long pine-needle-like leaves covered the red sand underneath, and near, the trees like green carpet for a park-like effect.  At a rest stop, a contractor told us the larger trees are hundreds of years old  and also that it was common to see herds of wild camels in the area, but we didn't.   In fact, all day, apart from fewer birds than usual, the only animals we saw were four wild horses earlier on.

Our increased speed, with the wind neutral or positive, got us back on schedule and we turned to the west on the Lasseter Highway towards Curtin Springs (and Uluru) in mid-afternoon with only 50km to go.  To our left the mesa-like Mount Connor dominated the distant skyline and we took a short break at a lookout which also gave outstanding views across some salt pans to the north.

We reached the Curtin Springs Roadhouse at 5:30pm and took an over-priced basic cabin with shared facilities.  I was hoping that it would be cheaper than the tourist hotspot of Yulara, 80km further on and adjacent to Uluru, but it was not, and the slim pickings in the roadhouse store and restaurant were also over-priced.  Like many places, they are suffering from the COVID-19 business slowdown, but I can't help feeling that under-stocked and over-priced offerings are not the way to encourage increased patronage.  Given we are on bicycles, we have limited options, so they got plenty of our money this time around, but as a consequence, I have abandoned the idea of staying here on our return this way after visiting Uluru.  So, in total, they have lost out and I suspect it is the same with other tourists passing through.  Enough ranting!

We did have dinner in their outdoor restaurant (and the food was OK) before heading to bed after a very long, but satisfying day.

Round Australia Bike Ride - Day 082 - Kings Canyon

Day:  082

Date:  Monday, 21 September 2020

Start:  Kings Canyon Resort

Finish:  Kings Canyon Resort 

Daily Kilometres:  20 (click for Julie's Strava and photos and click here for our walk)

Total Kilometres:  8278

Weather:  Cool early, then sunny, warm and breezy

Accommodation:  Cabin

Nutrition:

  Breakfast:  Egg & lettuce sandwiches

  Lunch:  Ham, cheese & tomato sandwich/Chicken, lettuce & mayo sandwich

  Dinner:  Chicken schnitzel, salad & chips/Hamburger & chips, ice-creams

Aches:  Nothing significant

Highlight:  Kings Canyon Rim Walk.  After an initial steep climb (500+ steps) up onto the canyon rim plateau, the 7km walk wound through a maze of red sandstone outcrops and beehive-like weathered rock domes, and past gnarly trees and ghost gums in little gullies, as it circumnavigated the main canyon.  Of course, the views from the sheer-walled canyon rim down into the canyon itself and also out to the vast arid plains to the south and west were the main event and we found ourselves taking way too many photographs.  Half-way along the walk we detoured down to the "Garden of Eden" on the narrow canyon floor where we found inviting rock pools (no swimming allowed) and shady glens populated with cycads and ghost gums. We had a snack break in a serene setting by the largest pool with no one else about.  The weather was mild and sunny with a cool breeze; perfect for hiking.

Lowlight:  None really

Pictures: Click here

Map and Position: Click here for Google Map

Journal:

We got up at 7am and set out to ride 10km to the Kings Canyon trailhead at 7:30am.  Yesterday's blustery dust-laden north-westerly wind had been replaced by a cool south-easterly breeze and perfectly clear air which was perfect for today's planned hike (but not so great for tomorrow when it's forecast to be a stronger headwind for a long day's ride).  On our unloaded bikes, it was a quick and pleasant ride and we were soon locking them to a fence at the trailhead before eating our breakfast on a nearby bench.

Soon after 8am, we began the Canyon Rim Walk in perfect conditions.  Everywhere there were signs warning about the ruggedness of the hike, the dangers from the heat (walk closed when 36°C and above forecast), and to stay away from the canyon edges.  This was reinforced along the way by more signs, defibrillators, emergency supplies and telephones, marked helicopter pads and, sadly, two memorial benches to young women who had died (one only 14 years old) on the trail.  Despite all of this, the walk was fantastic (see above) and we thoroughly enjoyed it.  As is becoming common these days, mainly due to the efforts of our bike team social secretary, we met other sightseers, some for the second or third time, who have seen us on the road and wanted to know more about our trip.

After the hike we rode back to the resort in time for lunch and had a quiet afternoon travel-planning, doing laundry, hanging by the pool and watching TV.  We had an early dinner again so we could try for a better sunset viewing at the "Sunset Viewing Area" and this time it lived up to expectations (although, on the way there, I got a clip on the head from a swooping bird ….. thought it was Julie).  Despite being part of a small crowd, it was still a very peaceful and beautiful scene.  Then it was an early night before a long ride tomorrow.

Round Australia Bike Ride - Day 081 - Kings Canyon Resort

Day:  081

Date:  Sunday, 20 September 2020

Start:  Kings Canyon Resort

Finish:  Kings Canyon Resort

Daily Kilometres:  0

Total Kilometres:  8258

Weather:  Warm, sunny and windy

Accommodation:  Cabin

Nutrition:

  Breakfast:  Egg, bacon & cheese toasted muffins

  Lunch:  Ham, cheese & tomato toastie/Salad wrap

  Dinner:  Bangers and mash/Chicken schnitzel, salad & chips, ice-creams

Aches:  Nothing significant

Highlight:  Having a day off to catch up on email, blog, social media, etc

Lowlight:  With no sheltered picnic tables in the campground, the dust-filled wind which howled from about 9am was quite unpleasant.

Pictures: Click here

Map and Position: Click here for Google Map

Journal:

We were kept awake until nearly 11pm by two very noisy groups of adjacent campers.  One with two very young children chattering non-stop very loudly, and the other, three foreign backpackers who set up their tent just a few metres from ours after 9pm, even though their car had been parked there for hours, and talked, laughed and slammed doors as though they were miles from anybody else.  I successfully fought the urge to grumpily say something and regretted that we weren't planning an early start so we had a chance to repay the favour.

We made a slow start to the day, rising after 7am and getting some breakfast from the roadhouse an hour or so later that we ate a table in the campground.  It was already warm and just a little breezy, but as the morning wore on the northwesterly wind strengthened and made anywhere in the open a little unpleasant.  We were glad we were not riding into it.  Julie had a swim and sunbake at the campground pool in both the morning and afternoon while I caught up on my overdue blog updates and some email, as well as ordering a replacement tent to be express-posted to us at Port Augusta where we will be in two weeks time.

Our afternoon was pretty much the same as the morning, apart from taking down the tent and moving into our cabin where Julie made repairs to the torn tent and flysheet with duct tape donated by the roadhouse.  It seems unlikely the tape will stick for long and we'll just have to hope for few flies and mosquitoes in the next week and no strong winds (fat hope).

We had an early dinner so we could go to the resort's "sunset viewing area" a short distance away from our cabin.  Unfortunately, the wind was still blowing and a red dust haze marred the view of the mountains lit by the setting sun.  Maybe tomorrow night.  We returned to the cabin, watched a bit of TV (me) and went to bed hoping our neighbours are not too noisy.

Round Australia Bike Ride - Day 080 - Mereenie Loop to Kings Canyon Resort

Day:  080

Date:  Saturday, 19 September 2020

Start:  127km east of Kings Canyon Resort

Finish:  Kings Canyon Resort

Daily Kilometres:  127 (click for Julie's Strava and photos)

Total Kilometres:  8258

Weather:  Cold early, then warm sunny and windy.

Accommodation:  Tent

Nutrition:

  Breakfast:  Muesli

  Lunch:  Trail mix

  Dinner:  Chicken schnitzel, salad & chips

Aches:  Nothing significant

Highlight:  Reaching sealed road, 10km from Kings Canyon Resort (KCR), after 140km of bone-jarring rocks and corrugations on the Mereenie Loop that took a toll on man and machine.  The scenery and remoteness were fantastic, and we don't at all regret our decision to go that way.  But, it was so nice to hear nothing but the hum of the tyres on the road after the constant rattling of the bike and gear, to not always be looking for the line of least resistance on the road, and to not to be absorbing the never-ending jolting through hands, arms and butts.

Lowlight:  There were two.  Firstly, on the rough jarring road, a seam failed on one of the full two-litre water bottles Julie was carrying and most of its contents spilled into her rack bag (carried on top of the rear carrier), destroying two packs of trail mix and wetting other food and clothing.  Secondly, while we were having dinner at the campground bistro in the evening, a dingo ripped its way into our tent to get at the remaining rack bag food that was drying inside the tent, destroying another of our two-litre water bottles in the process and the remainder of Julie's lunches/snacks.

Pictures: Click here

Map and Position: Click here for Google Map

Journal:

We woke at 5am and were on the red dust road by soon after 6am when it was just light enough to see.  Thankfully, there was no wind and the sun rising behind our backs was welcome both for beautifully lighting up the scrubland beside us, and for providing some warmth on our coldest morning for a long time.  Both of us were wearing our jackets and both had freezing fingers for the first hour's riding.

The road was very rough, continuously jolting us, and it was challenging to get up any speed as we wove back and forth trying to find the best line for riding.  The smoother edges were often tempting but, frequently and unidentifiably, would suddenly turn to soft sand (later in the day I had a fall, landing on my elbow and hurting my shoulder, when I hit some soft stuff).  For the worst sections, there was nothing to do but just grind and jolt along at less than 10kph, but we knew that, at that pace, we would not reach KCR, our goal for the day, before sunset.  We had enough food, and probably enough water, to spend another night in the bush, but showers and cold drinks were preferable after days of wind and dust.

We stopped by the road for breakfast at 8:30am, having covered barely 25km, and began resigning ourselves to another night on the road.  While we ate, a considerable headwind began to blow, adding to our challenge, though at a speed of 10kph it's less of an issue.  Nevertheless, the remoteness, vastness and scenery were awesome, and we had the place to ourselves up until about 10am when we began to see just a few vehicles.  The road was gradually climbing through some open low valleys, so there were always colourful hills to our left and right and occasional bare grasslands.  We passed through a couple of low passes as the day wore on, where the sand and corrugations were at their worst (from cars braking and turning).  There was lots of camel dung evident, but it was mid-morning before we caught our first glimpse of a camel, and then not long after that, four wild horses.  Both introduced species, of course, but the only animals we saw all day, apart from birds.

Some sections of the road after breakfast were in slightly better shape and, despite the headwind, our pace improved.  At our mid-morning break, around 10:30am, I calculated that we could make KCR by 6:30pm if we could maintain an average speed between breaks of 13kph.  We resolved to ride 20km between each break for the rest of the day, no matter how long it took but hoping less than 90 minutes.  We just managed to exceed that, despite a water bottle mishap (see above) that cost some time.

Much of the afternoon's riding was across a sort of plateau and as the road had swung more to the southwest, the northwest wind was less of an issue.  The country had become almost park-like with knee-high grassland dotted with trees and, in places where the road crested, we could see many kilometres away.  At our break with 40km to go, we decided to ride to McGinty's Lookout, 12km away, and have our last break there, before covering the last 28km to KCR which was supposedly downhill and might actually have some sealed road.

We reached the lookout atop a rocky ledge around 3:45pm with its spectacular view to the south across the scrubby plains and to far-off mountain ranges.  It was a popular spot for free camping (24-hour limit) and there were five or six groups set up there for the night.  Some were people had seen us on the road today, and on previous days, and Julie had a long chat with one couple who suggested we should also camp there, but KCR was within our grasp and we set off on the sealed road descent from the lookout pass, hoping that we had seen the end of rough road for the day.  Sadly, that was not the case, and we were soon trying to avoid bumps and sand again, with the consolation that the wind was behind us and the road was gradually downhill.  An added bonus was encountering a camel loitering on the road.

As we neared KCR and entered Watarrka (Kings Canyon) National Park, the gravel road ended and we were on smooth tar.  We raced along with the wind and setting sun behind us and a spectacular red and partly-shadowed steep-walled plateau ahead of us.  Life was good.  We reached KCR at 5:45pm, and I tried to book a cabin, but they were all taken (later we could see that two out of the three blocks of cabin rooms were closed, along with all of their glamping tents, presumably because of a COVID-19 business slowdown).  I was keen to stay here for three nights, given our late arrival and the fact that we were a day ahead of our booked Yulara accommodation schedule, so we got a tent site for the night and a cabin for the two nights after that.

We quickly set up our tent, Julie sorted out the wet contents from her rackbag, and we showered before walking up to the KCR bistro to get a late dinner.  Most of the eating facilities are closed as well and the roadhouse is only open from 8am to 4pm, so we missed out on some of the cold drinks and ice-creams we craved, settling for a couple of over-priced Cokes at the bistro bar.

On returning to our tent, we found that a dingo had clawed its way into our tent (see above) pretty much writing it off.  We'll try and temporarily patch it with some duct tape if we can get it from the roadhouse tomorrow.  After the next week, we may not need it as much, but it's always nice to have it as an option in reserve.  Not a good ending to what had otherwise been a pretty good day.

Round Australia Bike Ride - Day 079 - Ormiston Gorge to Mereenie Loop

Day:  079

Date:  Friday, 18 September 2020

Start:  Ormiston Gorge

Finish:  127km east of Kings Canyon Resort

Daily Kilometres:  111 (click for Julie's Strava and photos)

Total Kilometres:  8131

Weather:  Cool and overcast early, then sunny, warm and windy

Accommodation:  Tent

Nutrition:

  Breakfast:  Muesli

  Lunch:  Trail mix

  Dinner:  Spaghetti bolognaise

Aches:  Nothing significant

Highlight:  After a brutal afternoon, enjoying dinner in the lea of our tent as the sun set, listening to Julie's music.

Lowlight:  It must be a few days since I promised not to complain about the wind for a few days!  The wind brought an early end to our day today.  For most of the afternoon we had been cycling west along the Mereenie Loop, a very rough gravel road which would have been hard enough on its own, but we had to deal with a strong north-westerly that blew across the scrubby plains, raising dust and sandblasting every now and then.  After about 20km, the road entered a valley which we hoped might offer more protection, but it soon swung north-west and we were riding directly into a dust storm.  We were barely moving forward and I was having great difficulty seeing because of the dust going into my eyes (and contact lenses).  It was soon after 4pm, and although we had hoped to ride for another hour, it seemed a fruitless and painful endeavour.  We found a clump of trees just off the road that offered a little protection, and after I managed, with Julie's help, to remove my dust-filled and very painful contact lenses, we set up the tent and camped for the night.

Pictures: Click here

Map and Position: Click here for Google Map

Journal:

It was a wild night, with the wind howling and occasionally rain beating down on the tent.  It didn't seem like a good day to be tackling the Mereenie Loop, 140km of rough gravel road that we had to use to get to Kings Canyon, our next stop.  Our alarm was set for 5:15am, but when the time came, I suggested we stay at Ormiston Gorge for another day, do one of the longer walks, and hope the weather was better tomorrow.  However, after lying fitfully in bed for 45 minutes with the wind abating, we changed our minds, packed up and began riding at 7am.  There was a mild headwind, but it wasn't too bad, and we enjoyed the sunrise, especially as it lit up the massive Mt Sonder, the end of the Larapinta hiking trail that we had been paralleling.

The ride became even more enjoyable as the road swung to the south and we got some tailwind support from the steady north-westerly. The road climbed gradually up to Tylers Pass where we detoured up to the lookout which gave a fantastic view to the south, including the awesome Gosses Bluff, looking very much like the splash from a crashing comet, which is exactly what it is (140m years ago).

We then had a nice descent and made good time to the point where we turned west on Larapinta Drive which became a rough gravel road, also known as the Mereenie Loop.  The road passes through aboriginal land, and we are supposed to have a permit to cross and camp, but when I asked for the permit at the Alice Springs Tourist Information Office, they said they could only issue the permit for cars and that I would have to go to the Central Lands Council, several kilometres away, for a cycling/camping permit.  I didn't bother, and as we began riding along the road today, there were no signs requiring a permit.  If we get stopped, we will happily pay.

The riding became tough, not only because of the rough, gradually climbing, road, but also because we were now riding into the strong north-westerly wind.  We also realised that our app, Maps.Me, had misled us about the distance to Kings Canyon, and that it was 45km further than expected.  Bummer!  Despite these setbacks, we just got on with it, and travelled along barely making 10kph much of the time.  Amusement was provided by two passing rented campervans, the occupants of which both asked whether the road was like this all the way to Kings Canyon, to which I replied yes.  They continued on, very slowly, but I doubt they had read the fine print on their rental contract, because I'm sure they were not supposed to be on the Mereenie Loop.

Some more amusement was provided by discovering a dead camel behind us after we stopped for a break, but the wind was so strong, we couldn't smell it anyway.  After 25km of difficult riding, the road turned northwest, and life became even more difficult (see above).  Eventually, we gave up and stopped early, leaving us about 127km to go tomorrow, which should be OK if the wind drops, but not if it continues to blow.  We started out today carrying 17+ litres of water, and still have 8+ litres left, as well as sufficient food for several days, so not making it to Kings Canyon tomorrow night won't be a disaster, but we would really like to get there.

After we set up camp, first having to remove copious amounts of old camel dung from the area (they obviously like to shelter in this clump of trees from the wind and sun as well), the wind continued to blow and everything now has a fine layer of dust on it.  But we are comfy and will have an early night and an early start tomorrow.

Round Australia Bike Ride - Day 078 - Ellery Creek to Ormiston Gorge

Day:  078

Date:  Thursday, 17 September 2020

Start:  Ellery Creek Big Hole

Finish:  Ormiston Gorge

Daily Kilometres:  53 (click for Julie's Strava and photos and here and here for our walks)

Total Kilometres:  8020

Weather:  Very warm, windy and mostly overcast

Accommodation:  Tent

Nutrition:

  Breakfast:  Muesli

  Lunch:  Trail mix

  Dinner:  Moroccan Lamb/Beef stroganoff

Aches:  Nothing significant

Highlight:  Meeting another long distance cyclist, a European, pedalling in the opposite direction in mid-morning.  I suspect he wasn't covering the daily distances we are, but he was clearly experienced, and told us about water availability (or lack of it) up ahead.

Lowlight:  The flies are really bad.  Constantly in your face and many of our fellow campers, like us, are wearing headnets for some protection.

Pictures: Click here

Map and Position: Click here for Google Map

Journal:

We left the campsite at 7am and rode 15km, including some unsealed road and corrugations, to the Serpentine Gorge parking area and ate our breakfast on a bench there before walking into the gorge.  We first hiked steeply up to a lookout that gave great views along the winding gorge with its sheer orange rock walls, and also the Larapinta valley, along which we have been riding, to the south.  The folds in the landscape and exposed rock strata, shaped by long past geological forces are visible wherever you look.  Awesome.

We descended back to the mouth of the gorge and walked up it to a small pool, all that remained after a long dry period.  It didn't look very inviting, but the setting was beautiful at the base of the sheer gorge walls.  After returning to our bikes, we set out to ride the 39km to our next stop, Ormiston Gorge, where we planned to have a look and walk before continuing on another 40km to our final destination for the day, Redbank Gorge.  However, on our way to Ormiston Gorge we met a cyclist coming the other way (see above) who warned us about a lack of water on our planned route for the next few days, and also the difficulty of getting water at Redbank Gorge, which I was already a little concerned about.  We rode on another 5km and took a break at a spectacular lookout while we reconsidered our plans.

We decided to make it a short day and camp at Ormiston Gorge, which we knew had water, and to bypass Redbank Gorge, and abandon our plans to have a day off there tomorrow to climb Mt Sonder.  That climb will be another item for our ever-accumulating bucket list.

We reached Ormiston Gorge around 12:30pm after a strenuous ride along the undulating, but incredibly scenic, road in gusty winds.  There is a forecast weather change coming through, and it feels like it.  There may even be some rare and locally-welcome rain, but not much, apparently.  On arrival, we were both pooped, and spent some time having lunch on a sheltered picnic bench in the campground before picking a site and erecting our tent.

After changing, we set out on the 2.5km Ghost Gum walk which climbed up high to a bluff on the gorge wall and gave superb views down to the swimming hole, up the spectacular gorge and out into the valley to the south.  More stunning cliffs and mountain ranges in every direction, and at the base of the gorge, a sandy dry river bed dotted with elegant and timeless ghost gums, conjuring up memories of Albert Namatjira paintings.

The loop walk returned via the sandy and boulder-strewn base of the gorge and past the very inviting swimming hole where we had a refreshing dip.  We then walked back to the campground and caught up on some chores, including filling all of our water bottles (18+ litres) in anticipation of the two waterless days of riding coming up.

The campground was quite full by the time we prepared our early dinner, and we chatted with some of the other campers as they prepared their meals on the provided gas cookers/barbecues.  It actually started spitting with rain during dinner and there were some very big wind gusts.  We're wondering what tomorrow will bring.

Round Australia Bike Ride - Day 077 - Alice Springs to Ellery Creek

Day:  077

Date:  Wednesday, 16 September 2020

Start:  Alice Springs

Finish:  Ellery Creek Big Hole

Daily Kilometres:  124 (click for Julie's Strava and photos, and here and here for our walks)

Total Kilometres:  7967

Weather:  Very warm, mostly overcast and breezy

Accommodation:  Tent

Nutrition:

  Breakfast:  Ham salad subs

  Lunch:  Ham salad sandwich/Chicken salad sandwich

  Dinner:  Lamb fettucine/Moroccan lamb

Aches:  Julie has a cut knee (see below)

Highlight:  Our early morning ride along the 20km bike path from Alice Springs to Simpsons Gap was superb.  The path followed a winding and undulating route that was exhilarating to ride and passed through almost park-like desert country with red soil, rocky outcrops, spindly trees and ghost gums.  This was all against a backdrop of the craggy red/orange bluffs and mountains of the West MacDonnell Range illuminated by the sun rising behind us.

Lowlight:  Julie had a nasty fall when she got a foot caught as we were setting off after an afternoon break and fell heavily on her right knee on the rough bitumen road with the weight of the fully-loaded bike on top of her.  Ouch!

Pictures: Click here

Map and Position: Click here for Google Map

Journal:

We left Alice at 6:30am, pedalling west out of town as the early commuters were heading the other direction.  At the edge of town, near the Desert Park where we attended the Parrtjima Festival last night, the bike path we had been following headed away from the road and through the desert to Simpsons Gap in what turned out to be an awesome ride (see above).

Simpsons Gap was a sheer-sided cleft in the high mountain range with a beautiful pool at the base.  We parked and locked our bikes and took the short return walk to the pool which was at the end of the sandy dry river bed.

Back on our bikes, we rode 40km further west to Standley Chasm, another narrow cleft in the mountain range.  This was on property owned by the local aborigines and there was a small charge to walk into the chasm, as well as a nice cafe at the entrance.  On arrival we bought a cold drink and ice-cream, which we consumed on the cafe's verandah, and our entrance tickets for the short walk.  The chasm was awesome with towering red rock cliffs dominating the shaded dry narrow gap.  Clouds had moved in, confounding a number of people, including a film crew, waiting to photograph the chasm when it was illuminated by the sun.  We also waited for a little while, but the sun seemed unlikely to break through and we returned to the cafe, where we bought and ate an early lunch, knowing this will be the last shop we see for four days.

We left Standley Chasm at 12:30pm for our final destination for the day, Ellery Creek Big Hole, 60km away.  It was another beautiful ride through desert country on a quiet road with mountains on both sides, and despite some undulations and occasional headwinds was easy riding.  We reached the National Park campground a little before 4pm and put up our tent in the middle of a circle of other car campers.  There were a few benches to make our life easier, and a few of our fellow campers have since wandered over to chat to us about our ride.

Before dinner, we walked the short distance to the Big Hole, which was an attractive large pool in another cleft in the mountains.  I took the opportunity for a full-immersion swim, though the water was cold, to wash off the day's dust and sweat, while Julie ventured in a little way.  We finished dinner while it was still light and then adjourned to our tent as darkness set in for an early night after an excellent day.  No internet access tonight, and uncertain access for the next week, so not sure when this and the next few blog updates will get posted.

Round Australia Bike Ride - Day 076 - Alice Springs

Day:  076

Date:  Tuesday, 15 September 2020

Start:  Alice Springs

Finish:  Alice Springs

Daily Kilometres:  0 (click here for Julie's Strava and photos of our walk)

Total Kilometres:  7843

Weather:  Very warm, sunny and breezy

Accommodation:  Motel

Nutrition:

  Breakfast:  Eggs Benedict, bacon & hash browns

  Lunch:  Chicken salad rolls

  Dinner:  Mexicana schnitzel, salad & chips/House special schnitzel, salad & chips, ice cream

Aches:  Nothing significant 

Highlight:  The Parrtjima Festival indigenous-themed sound and light show at the Alice Springs Desert Park was superb and busy on a balmy evening.  Apart from some brilliantly-lit standing exhibits, the main show, during which lasers were used to light up the bush and high mountain backdrop, was spectacular.  They told a story of the land and seasons from the indigenous perspective accompanied by low-key commentary and appropriate music.  We heard the festival, which had been postponed from earlier in the year because of COVID-19, wasn't as big this year, so maybe we'll have to come back.

Lowlight:  None really

Pictures: Click here

Map and Position: Click here for Google Map

Journal:

The day started lazily, with breakfast at the motel cafe at 8:30am, after which we set out to walk to the old telegraph station via Anzac Hill.  It was another beautiful morning and after a short climb to the top of Anzac Hill we had exceptional 360° views over the city and out to its surrounding mountains.

We then descended to the Riverside Walk, a shared cycle/pedestrian path, and followed that north alongside the dry Todd River through beautiful desert country.  The muted greens of the tree foliage contrasted with the pure white of the ghost gum trunks, the orange reds of the soil and boulders, the clear blue skies, and occasionally the yellows of blossoms.  After a detour via the Bradshaw Walk through rocky terrain, we reached the historic Telegraph Station, the oldest structure in central Australia, dating from the mid-1870s.  It is located next to the original "Alice Spring" and was a critical part of the telegraph line built at that time to link Adelaide to Darwin, and from there, to the rest of the world.  It was an incredible engineering feat, given that the first explorer, Stuart, only made the journey for the first time less than 10 years earlier.

The historic buildings were well preserved and labelled, and although the site was officially closed today for some maintenance work, one of the rangers offered to let us inside the main buildings to look around.  We were the only visitors to the site and enjoyed our leisurely look around the very interesting buildings and displays.

By the time we walked back into town, it was lunchtime and we ate at a bakery in the Todd Mall before picking up some supplies for tomorrow and returning to our motel for an easy afternoon.

After taking advantage of the Tuesday night schnitzel specials at the motel's tavern, we walked to Todd Mall and caught a shuttle bus 8km out to the spectacular Parrtjima Festival at the Alice Springs Desert Park.  It was well worth the visit (see above), even though we had been keen for an early night.  We happened to catch the same shuttle bus to and from the park as an English couple who had migrated to Australia in the 1970s ("Ten Pound Poms") and had lived in Alice Springs for 43 years.  We had a nice chat, and they confirmed our impression that it was a good place to live.  We were back at the motel by 8pm, so still got our early night.

Round Australia Bike Ride - Day 075 - Alice Springs

Day:  075

Date: Monday, 14 September 2020

Start:  Alice Springs

Finish:  Alice Springs

Daily Kilometres:  0

Total Kilometres:  7843

Weather:  Warm, sunny and breezy

Accommodation:  Motel

Nutrition:

  Breakfast:  Scrambled eggs on toast & hash browns

  Lunch:  Chicken & bacon melt sub

  Dinner:  Nachos, ice cream

Aches:  Nothing significant

Highlight:  Lazy day in Alice Springs attending to chores under no time pressure

Lowlight:  None really

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Map and Position: Click here for Google Map

Journal:

We had a slow start to the day and breakfasted in a cafe attached to the motel (using the $20 voucher that came with our room) before setting out to walk around town to tick off a number of shopping needs that have accumulated over the last month - second handlebar bag for Julie so more weight can be carried on the front of her bike, new headphones for Julie, new radio for Dave, new bike shorts for Julie (ordered and express mailed from Brisbane), new water bottles for Dave, five days food to see us through the next section, and so on.

Walking around town to find these things was a good orientation for Julie, who hasn't been to Alice Springs before.  The warm sunny weather showed off the attractive desert town at its best with its well-cared for parks and streetscapes, and red rocky outcrops and hills nearby.

After lunch at a nearby Subway, we finished our shopping in the early afternoon and returned to our room where we sorted and repacked gear and food.  Dinner followed later, at the attached tavern again, and then we took a short walk down to, and along, the Todd Mall, one of the venues lit up for the Parrtjima Festival which is on for ten days.  It was pretty, but not well-attended.  There's another venue at the Desert Park, 8km out of town, and we might try to get out there tomorrow night.

Round Australia Bike Ride - Day 074 - Ti-Tree to Alice Springs

Day:  074

Date: Sunday, 13 September 2020

Start:  Ti-Tree

Finish:  Alice Springs

Daily Kilometres:  194 (click for Julie's Strava and photos)

Total Kilometres:  7843

Weather:  Cool early, then windy, sunny and very warm

Accommodation:  Motel

Nutrition:

  Breakfast:  Toasted egg & bacon sandwiches

  Lunch:  Ham, tomato & pickle sandwich/Beef, tomato & pickle sandwich

  Dinner:  Pizza, ice cream

Aches:  Nothing significant

Highlight:  Thanks to our long and arduous day (see below), we got to enjoy the last 20km into Alice Springs through the MacDonnell Ranges by the light of the setting sun which bathed the bush, boulders and spectacular bluffs in a soft orange light.

Lowlight:  I promise this will be the last complaint about the wind (for a while, at least).  Today, we had headwinds for pretty much the whole 194km, starting with a headbreeze for the first three hours, and building to an official 20-30kph headwind for the last 100km.  Gusts brought us almost to a standstill and the roaring in our ears never let up.  For the whole day, we were using three to four gears lower, and working harder, than for calm conditions.

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Map and Position: Click here for Google Map

Journal:

Our goal today was Alice Springs, 195km away, and the forecast was for strengthening headwinds.  We were both a bit apprehensive, but decided against an even earlier start than usual and left Ti-Tree 4:45am (early enough!).  Our plan was to ride non-stop to the Aileron Roadhouse, 60km away, and get breakfast and supplies for the day there, since there were no other shops en route to Alice Springs.  It was quite cool when we set off and we were both wearing our jackets for the first time in many weeks.  Sadly, there was also a slight headwind, so we didn't get the fast start we were hoping for, but still made reasonable time.

The Aileron Roadhouse has an adjacent indigenous art gallery, and the roadhouse was dominated by two huge and impressive aboriginal figures, one atop the mountain behind.  We bought some toasted sandwiches for breakfast which we ate in the dining room of the very quiet roadhouse, as well as sandwiches for lunch later and some cold drinks.  By the time we left at 8:30am, it had warmed up to T-shirt temperature, and we were conscious that we still had 135km to go in the freshening wind.

A sign told us there was a highway rest area in 39km, so we decided to aim for that for our morning break.  It was hard work, on a road that had very long flat stretches and was becoming busy with Sunday traffic in addition to the usual caravans/campers and road trains.  The scenery was predominantly arid woodland cattle and camel grazing country (we saw a few of the latter), and side roads led to cattle stations and aboriginal communities.

After a welcome break at the rest area, the wind really began to dominate our day, and we just plugged away, each in our own little roaring wind worlds, trying to get the job done.  It wasn't much fun, but every adventure (or, for that matter, every venture) that is worthwhile entails some drudgery, and we knew we would gain satisfaction from enduring and overcoming the elements, along with other delights in the days ahead.

Our lunch stop was under a shady tree by the roadside, and then it was more hard work in some very open flat grazing country that offered zero protection from the wind.  We took our final break in another highway rest area, which also marked the Tropic of Capricorn, thus ending our time in the tropics.  From there, we had just 32km to go, but the wind was still fierce and our progress was slow.  One minor highlight was passing the highest point on the Stuart Highway between Darwin and Adelaide, meaning that we were going to be trending downhill from that point into Alice Springs.

There was a descent, through the picturesque MacDonnell Ranges in the late afternoon sun (see above), but the wind didn't allow us to do much freewheeling.  However, we did make a few photo stops to enjoy the scenery, and then we were in the northern part of the very pretty Alice Springs.  We reached our motel in the city centre at 5:30pm, ending a very long and tiring day, and checked in.  After showers, we did a little shopping at the nearby supermarket, then had dinner ($10 pizza night!) at the motel's tavern.

We now have two days off in Alice Springs during which we will relax, attend to a few chores, and prepare for the next leg of our journey.  Given we couldn't get into Western Australia, and thus have some extra time, we are going to do a loop into the desert west of here, following the Red Centre Way to Uluru (Ayers Rock).  This will require some logistics planning since there are few resupply options for the nine-day loop.

Round Australia Bike Ride - Day 073 - Wycliffe Well to Ti-Tree

Day:  073

Date: Saturday, 12 September 2020

Start:  Wycliffe Well

Finish:  Ti-Tree

Daily Kilometres:  182 (click for Julie's  Strava  and  photos)

Total Kilometres:  7649

Weather:  Hot, sunny and breezy

Accommodation:  Motel

Nutrition:

  Breakfast:  Bread & jam/Bread & peanut butter

  Lunch:  Pastie, bread & tuna/Sausage roll, bread & peanut butter

  Dinner:  Fish, salad & chips/Hamburger & chips, cheesecake.

Aches:  Nothing significant

Highlight:  For some reason, I had not factored the Barrow Creek Roadhouse into today's logistics planning, and we carried supplies for the whole day to be self-sufficient.  But, after seeing it appear on a few signposts, we became hopeful it might be open, and it was.  We arrived at the old atmospheric roadhouse/pub, adjacent to the historic telegraph station, at 10am, and had a second breakfast (or early lunch) and some cold drinks, sitting at a bench on their verandah, admiring the spectacular desert scenery and chatting with other travellers.

Lowlight:  Both of us take pictures while we are riding, Julie with her phone and me with my camera.  Today, for the first time on the trip, while I was readying my camera for a shot, I managed to drop it.  It bounced and rolled a few times, but seems to have survived.

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Map and Position: Click here for Google Map

Journal:

With 182km on the agenda, and uncertain wind conditions, we got up at 4am and left the motel at 4:45am.  We were a bit worried that we might be locked in, as like many caravan parks, they locked their gates at night.  Usually there's a passcode or similar, but Wycliffe Well wasn't that sophisticated.  One of the two friendly and very hard-working young south Asian guys running the place assured me he would open the gate in time for our very early departure and, sure enough, it was ajar and unlocked so not a problem.

We had left early to take advantage of the usual cool and calm pre-dawn conditions but, although coolness was delivered, there was a slight headwind that made pedalling an effort.  As Julie said, it felt like someone had their hand lightly on our brakes for two and a half hours.  The road was also very gradually uphill, so that didn't help, and we had to work to maintain a 20kph average.  For our first break, we aimed for a rest area 50km from our motel and reached there about 7:30am, which was a good result.

While we were eating breakfast, the wind seemed to strengthen a little and swing round to be more easterly which, since we were cycling in a generally south-south-west direction, was good news, and so it proved.  The cycling became easier and faster and we made good time through the arid country, including up several low ranges of hills.  Around us were attractive red escarpments and bluffs, adding interest between the long flat straight stretches that made up much of our day.  This was the area made famous by the murder of British tourist, Peter Falconio, and the attempted abduction of his girlfriend, Joanne Lees, who hid in the roadside scrub to evade her attacker.

We reached the Barrow Creek Roadhouse/Pub at 10am, having covered half our distance for the day, and celebrated with a cold drink and snack (see above).  From there, we continued to gently climb through the dry hills and then crossed more flat scrubby country where a sign informed us that we were now in the Central Desert.

For most of the day, we were passing through cattle station country, though we only saw a few cattle.  Occasionally, there were side roads leading to cattle stations, some more than a hundred kilometres away, while other side roads led to aboriginal communities, often with restricted access.  Apart from galahs early on, we didn't see any wildlife, and Julie commented that we didn't see any roadkill all day either.

Our afternoon seemed to pass fairly quickly, though the last 10km of any section always seems to drag.  The wind shifted around a bit, and sometimes was against and sometimes in favour of us.  We were happy to reach the small aboriginal settlement of Ti-Tree around 3:30pm, after a big kilometre day, and checked into the roadhouse/motel.  We later had dinner at the roadhouse, and with another long day scheduled tomorrow, went to bed early (again).

Round Australia Bike Ride - Day 072 - Tennant Creek to Wycliffe Well

Day:  072

Date: Friday, 11 September 2020

Start:  Tennant Creek

Finish:  Wycliffe Well

Daily Kilometres:  133 (click for Julie's Strava and photos)

Total Kilometres:  7467

Weather:  Hot, sunny and windy

Accommodation:  Motel

Nutrition:

  Breakfast:  Egg & lettuce sandwiches

  Lunch:  Toasted ham, cheese & tomato sandwiches

  Dinner:  Pizza/Hot dog & chips, ice-creams

Aches:  Nothing significant

Highlight:  None really

Lowlight:  None really

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Map and Position: Click here for Google Map

Journal:

We weren't planning to leave Tennant Creek very early, but as we were both awake soon after 4am, we decided we might as well get up and make the most of cooler and calmer conditions.  We weren't the only ones up early, and as we were loading our bikes outside our cabin and close to the chainlink fence surrounding the campground, a local out walking his dog, and possibly a little inebriated, greeted us very loudly and wished us well.

We rode out of the quiet town around 5am and headed south on a very flat and straight road.  There was hardly any other traffic, but we could see tail-lights of the couple of vehicles that passed for maybe ten minutes before they disappeared in the far distance.  By 5:30am, the sky was reddening to the east, and gradually dawn broke over the flat scrubby plains to both sides of us.  In contrast to most mornings, there was little wildlife evident, including birds.

The wind was absent and the flat road allowed us to maintain a good speed and we had covered 54km by the time we stopped for breakfast on the roadside at 7:30am.  As usual, the wind began picking up as the sun got higher, but mostly was from the east and across our path, and we rode another 35km before taking another break at a shaded picnic table in a highway rest area.

From there, we had an uphill ride, much of it into a stiff headwind, to the Devils Marbles Conservation Area in the Davenport Range, where we detoured from the Stuart Highway to pass through a series of large, often spherical, boulders, piled up like mounds of marbles.  It wasn't a large area, but contrasted starkly with the surrounding low hills.

Ten kilometres later, and back on the Stuart Highway, we reached the isolated Devils Marbles Hotel, formerly the Wauchope Hotel.  It was early, 11:45am, but we were ready for lunch, so ordered some toasted sandwiches and ate them in the air-conditioned pub watching the comings and goings of locals and travellers, including two police officers who we thought might have a bit of trouble with the annual physical.

We then cycled the remaining 17km to reach Wycliffe Well, our goal for the day, but the wind was gusty and occasionally against us, and the weather very warm, so it wasn't easy.  Wycliffe Well claims to be the UFO capital of Australia and the roadhouse has exploited that claim to the full, with murals, signage and alien figures everywhere.  There was some kind of celebration going on and the roadhouse was busy with a group of local aborigines enjoying lunch and a few drinks, but our room was available and we gratefully adjourned there to shower and rest up after our early start.

We later had dinner at the roadhouse, the only place with internet access, and also bought supplies for tomorrow, which will involve another early start ….. and therefore an early night.

Round Australia Bike Ride - Day 071 - Renner Springs to Tennant Creek

Day:  071

Date: Thursday, 10 September 2020

Start:  Renner Springs

Finish:  Tennant Creek

Daily Kilometres:  160 (click for Julie's Strava and photos)

Total Kilometres:  7334

Weather:  Hot, sunny and windy

Accommodation:  Cabin

Nutrition:

  Breakfast:  Trail mix, cheese & tomato sandwich

  Lunch:  Toasted ham, cheese & tomato sandwich/Toasted chicken, cheese & tomato sandwich

  Dinner:  Pizza, ice cream

Aches:  Nothing significant

Highlight:  In hot conditions in mid-morning, the same young Irish guy who stopped and gave us ice cold drinks yesterday, once again stopped and gave us ice cold drinks.  This time he was travelling in the opposite direction, back to Darwin from a job he had in Tennant Creek yesterday, and said he did a bit of cycling in Ireland and was full of admiration for what we were doing.

Lowlight:  The wind again.  I didn't think it was as bad today as in the previous three days, swinging to be more of a cross-wind for long periods from late morning.  But it wasn't "cross" enough for Julie, who reckoned it was still making life tough.

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Map and Position: Click here for Google Map

Journal:

We had a long day in front of us, 160km to Tennant Creek, and uncertain of how unfavourable the wind would be, we left in the dark, soon after 5am.  As we walked from our room to the road, the Greyhound bus was just pulling out of the roadhouse on its way to Darwin from Alice Springs.  We've seen it an hour or two earlier each day as we've travelled south, but it will be too early for us tomorrow in Tennant Creek.

The sky was star-filled and the temperature mild as we pedalled south on the very quiet road in calm conditions.  We were intent on making as many kilometres as we could before the wind picked up and had covered 50km before stopping by the road for breakfast, having witnessed yet another fantastic bush dawn.  The Threeways Roadhouse was another 85km further on and we planned to have a late lunch there, so broke the remaining distance into three sections with breaks in between.

The countryside was undulating and scrubby with the road descending to cross dry creek beds and then gradually climbing back up onto the tablelands.  In some places there were rocky bluffs and escarpments and everywhere the soil and rocks were dark red in colour.  In late morning, what had been a mild headwind seemed to swing round to become a crosswind and our speed improved, though we still suffered whenever the road swung to the left (east).

We reached the Threeways roadhouse around 1:30pm and enjoyed our toasted sandwich lunch in air-conditioned comfort inside.  When we emerged for our last leg to Tennant Creek, the heat was palpable, and for the first ten kilometres the headwind returned, making the riding very difficult, but then the road began to swing more to the right and the wind was neutralised somewhat.  The last 5km into town involved à steady climb through a low gap in an arid range of hills, and we were very happy to finally roll into Tennant Creek at 3:30pm and check into our caravan park, selected because it is close to the temporary supermarket set up in a shed behind the adjacent roadhouse after the main supermarket in town burnt down recently.

After showers we went for a walk through the town, which was somewhat depressing.  Crime is obviously an issue, with many boarded up buildings and grim steel mesh protecting all operating businesses.  We think Thursday must be pay day, and there were queues outside of the pub with police checking the IDs of all seeking entry.  Many other locals were just lounging around in the street.  It is sad to see, and makes me realise what a fortunate life I have had, and how lucky I was to be born when and where I was.

After cooking frozen pizza for dinner in our cabin, we really enjoyed sharing a tub of ice cream.  We are both tired and dehydrated after our day's effort and are looking forward to a good night's sleep before battling the elements again tomorrow.