I
took the van to the lunch spot and cycled 66km into Elliott. Even with the
head start, the sun beat down and made the last 20km quite difficult,
especially with a horizon of the town ahead that did not seem to get any closer!
The
campground was a patch of dirt behind a BP Station and I free pitched the tent
under the shade of a tree and headed into the BP shop for refreshments. I spent some time in the pool and then John cycled in and offered me a bed in his
“shack” 100m up the road. I took one look and decided I’d rather stay by the
tent. The thought of schlepping bags to and fro in the heat was unappealing..
No
matter what I drank through the day I just could not quench my thirst. Assorted
icecreams, iced coffee and lemonades all combined to ensure diarrhea for the
rest of the day and night. I decided not to ride tomorrow and spent an
uncomfortable night in the tent with a cold compress on my head courtesy of my
washer and the ice cold water at the bottom of the beer chest! At least the night sky was clear,
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| Great taste going down, not so great once in.. |
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