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Day seven:
What it looks like when I ride my bike really fast. |
So apparently there is a bunch that rides from somewhere to somewhere else for laps, turns around and heads back. The bunch is called the 100%ers. They leave at 3:30am. Yep. They apparently finish at 6ish, twice a week. Makes the Smashton look a bit gay really. Sorry Matt.
So my shark piloting is not going to plan. We went out in the boat but we only found the one shark and she wasn't able to fly yet. So annoying.
Day eight:
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This ride was another northerly headed ride. I wanted to head up the small climb to Peachester and continue to Booroobin only because it's over 500m in elevation. The plan was to go down the Bellthorpe pass because it's really fucking steep. It turns out however that the road along the top was only really a single lane road that was over 10% up and down three times. Fucking hell, it was just like Pretoria parade, but three times. The other problem was that the pass was closed due to landslide! But what ever, I'm on a bike, bitch. I rode the pass and yeah, it was steep! And there were massive pot holes, heaps of debris, two barriers and it just wasn't very nice. I also reneged my plan of turning around and climbing this monster. Maybe next time...
Artists rendition of a landscape, somewhere. |
My face when you're a wanker. |
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