Date: Tuesday March 31st, 2015
Distance: 84 Miles
Song of the Day: Demon-Destroyer - Fey Moth
By the time I got up and the tent pulled down our lovely hostess had breakfast ready. Bacon and eggs. Cereal. Toast. Juice. Thank you, Sara.
I got connected to the fast group in the morning again. We took a great bike path along the ocean. It was beautiful. Green bluffs over a blue sea crashing on white sandy beaches.
Then I got disconnected from that group and went off with “Pub Squad”. We stopped at a pub before 11:00 AM for a beer. (I am on Holiday, so it is okay.) It was also the birthday for one of the Sydney messengers. Happy Birthday Waffles!
The rest of the day was a lot of rolling hills. Long climbs and lots of steep descents. Those would have been better if they didn't have a tendency for the shoulder to disappear at the worst times. Much of the traffic around here buzzes by within inches even when you are on the shoulder. But we made it through without much problem.
By the end of the day we were climbing through some amazing country. Being able to look out and see how amazing everything was around me really helped take my mind off the miles and miles of cranking up hill. By the time we got to the end, I was smashing it again.
We stopped in at some friends of the Sydney couriers. Jamie runs a company called Skin Grows Back. They make cool bags and accessories, and are also big in supporting the messenger scene. I don't know if they really knew what they were in for though. Having about 70 dirty cyclists coming to eat all the food (twice), run them out of hot water, and sleep in every flat space in their house and yard. But it didn't seem to phase them. They were the perfect hosts. Thank you Kat and Jamie.
They even told us how to get down the saltwater lake nearby to go for a dip. Swimming felt so good after a long day on the road.