We were the first up in the camp today. The other campers were probably cursing us. It was really windy overnight but nothing seems to have blown away. I heard something sounding overmuch like a cow near the truck before I got out this morning and thought it must have been Mark moaning about the noise. Apparently it wasn't Mark but an actual cow in the rest area.
The wind is mostly behind them today and occasionally across them but better than the last 2 days. Typical as I had decided I wouldn't ride on days following a bush camp. Thought it also a good chance to give the behind a rest.
We checked out the Whim Creek hotel to make sure it was closed. Yes the place is closed down but the caged birds are still there so there must be a caretaker of some sort. The copper mine that owned it has also gone bust. Wonder how much they want for it?
Heaps of water in the Sherlock River where we had morning tea. Georg, Peter and Ben didn't stop for morning tea and we didn't catch Peter and Ben until the end of the day. Georg was waiting for us at Roeburne Roadhouse at lunchtime but the other 2 had ridden on. After morning tea they had the best tail wind ever and Annie's top speed was 40 something kms/ hr and she wasn't even peddling. Once they turned off towards Pt Samson they had a bit of work to do but that was only (I can say that when I'm not riding) 20 kms.
No hermit crabs sighted tonight. Sorry Gayle it was you that they were attracted to last time. It's a bit strange doing this trip again so soon after the last one. I feel we have just continued around and there has been no break in between, everything is just so familiar.