As I passed the radio at the entrance to Mornington Road I found treasure: a half-frozen bottle of water and a kiwi fruit, left for me by Di and Laura, staff from Mornington who had passed by earlier in the morning. Also at the radio were a family of four who were on their way out of Mornington when they got a flat tyre. They replaced it with their single spare tyre, but this quickly shredded too, so they were stuck. You need a minimum of two spare tyres out here, even on a bicycle. Eventually, I reached the beautiful little oasis of Adcock Gorge. The waterfall was not running but the pool into which it would pour was amazing anyway. I did the two things that you kind of have to do in such a place: swim and nap. The gorge walls created a natural amphitheatre that amplified the noises of the bush – the rustle of leaves as a snake slid by, the arrogant call of corellas, the melody of a pied butcherbird, the splash of a crocodile entering the water, the slosh of a fish breaching the surface trying to escape this crocodile.
|Distance ridden today||35.76km|
|Average cycling speed||9.5kph|
|Total distance ridden||6,933km|