Wednesday, 15 August 2007

Cabin at Sandfire Roadhouse

Sleeping, eating, playing Minesweeper and Solitaire and helping to erect an awning at Sandfire Roadhouse

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Cool early.  Very warm and sunny later.  Strong easterly winds.

Toasted sandwiches for breakfast.  Pie and pastie for lunch.  Toasted sandwiches for dinner.

None really.

None really.

None really.

Just spent the day lazing around trying to kill time and hoping my sore muscle was mending itself with the help of some massage and stretching.  In the afternoon I helped Ken, the friendly and supportive owner of the Roadhouse, erect a temporary awning over the front of his prefab shop/office.  As he pointed out, that meant the day wasn’t a total waste.  I also managed to get a crepe bandage from a St John’s volunteer I discovered was stationed at the Roadhouse with an ambulance to respond to any local medical emergencies.

I called Heidi at Scott Cycles in Karratha where I had arranged to get some new tyres to tell her of my predicament.  She told me her shop was open until 1:00pm on Saturday and that caused me to review my plans.

I decided to ride to Pardoo Roadhouse (137km) tomorrow as a tester for the leg and, if it was OK, to resume my average 270km per day average which would get me to the bike shop about 9:00am on Saturday morning.  If the leg fails the test my option of getting myself to Port Hedland airport via Greyhound Bus and flying to Sydney remains viable for the next few days.

Although I had been able to log on to wireless internet for a few hours each of the previous evenings, I was unable to tonight.  I must be on the edge of range and atmospheric conditions must need to be exactly right.

I have been feeling withdrawal symptoms all day from not riding.  I have had this nagging feeling all day that I should be on the road and it seems unreal that I am not.