Drooling in Georgetown and pleasantly pleased in Croydon - 30th September 2012 We deliberately decided to do a shortish ride of 244km today with a cabin stopover in Croydon. We had been made aware that there was an excellent Rock & Mineral display in Georgetown and of course Rock Hound Intrepids would not miss a chance like that. We have become very good weather forecasters on this trip and the prediction was for a shower or two in the morning. Right o...

A final surprise in Mt Surprise - 29th September 2012 About 20 Ulyssians from Cairns and Townsville turned up in Mt Surprise for a long weekend overnighter. We had booked in to have a roast meal in the big shed and looked like being the only ones there until the other Ulyssians discovered that the Pub was not doing any meals that night. The couple running the place where we had booked in for the roast meal somehow at short notice managed to change a roast for ...

From Atherton to Mt Surprise, Qld: Thursday 27 Sept 12 Dave and I packed up our tent at the Atherton Big4 Caravan Park in perfect early morning weather, drooling as we worked away fitting everything back into its place in our trailer, because we could smell lots of delicious bacon and eggs being cooked for school holiday family campers who were staying there. We had enjoyed the same brekkie that we have every day; a bowl of muesli with a banana….very easy and ...

I feel let down, deflated but now I'm Pumped - 25th September 2012 A few km out of Atherton on our first day of exploring the bike was not handling well, the feeling you get when a tyre is going flat. My first suspicions was that it was the front tyre but a quick call to Trish on the intercom and a safe parking spot in a side street soon revealed that it was my back tyre. With 10psi still left in it I decided to ride back to camp to do the repairs rather than o...

Final Day at Cooktown then off to Atherton 23rd September We have another lovely walk planned, starting with the Botanical Gardens. The two old people with their hiking sticks always draw a few stares from the locals but at least we are out there walking. On the way we passed what must be the saddest little Circus we have ever seen. The dusty dirty "Big Top" was not much bigger than our tent ( slight exaggeration there but it was tiny ). The trucks were batt...