Day 5
Burdekin to Mission Beach
I wake up to 100 x fruit batts going crazy
Daai is nie druiwe trosse nie is jack russel grote vlêrmuise.
I wake up and start packing.
My ride starts out on glorious gravel to some tar. And then amazing gravel and jeep track
I did 68 km through the Townsville field artillery range. Road into 2 “military checkpoints “ the troepies got a lekker skrik when they witnessed the RSA flag[emoji23][emoji23][emoji23]
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These narrow gravel tracks was winding and swooping along. The little twin was singing along for the first time in our relationship drawing perfect line with her spinning rear wheel in and out of corners. I was an artist and the D606 my brush.
I might be a fat ugly bastard, but I can ride a scooter I on mildly gravel covered dirt tracks , I realised. [emoji23][emoji23]
And the …. I almost got taken out by an Ostrich Lite. Or also know as an Emu. They run horizontal when they skrik. I also skrikked.
Entering the tropics the vegetation changes and the temperature rises.