I came across my first mean-spirited Northern Territorian today in the form of a barrel-chested, bearded man from Emerald Springs Roadhouse. Extremely happy to have come across a roadhouse after a long morning’s ride, I had just parked up my bike and was downing a fruit cup while letting my body cool. I was about to venture inside for a cold drink and icy-pole when the man approached and immediately began throwing harsh words at me. ‘I don’t care where you have ridden from. How dare you park your bike here and have your own little picnic’. ‘Mate, I’m parked up here because I intend to come in for a drink’. I let myself be so irritated that I gave up the idea of a cold drink and got straight back on my bike. I rode another 22km and gave my custom to Hayes Creek, where I received a much friendlier welcome. The scenery has been really nice to ride through since leaving Katherine: rolling hills with scattered granite boulders and emerging, bright green grass sprouting up since the first rains of the season. I was going to camp at a rest area but on arrival I decided I didn’t like the feel of the place. It was giving off a bad vibe. I continued down the road and found a little track to my present location. The atmosphere is still a bit eerie but I feel safer. A storm is blowing past and I am copping some severe, gusty wind, but this is a nice thing because it means I am not sweating like I was last night when I went to bed. I would not be surprised if I get some rain overnight so I have the fly by my side, ready to throw over the tent should it precipitate.
|Distance ridden today||96.98km|
|Average cycling speed||19.1kph|
|Total distance ridden||8,201km|