I bush camped for a second night in a row, which basically means sleeping somewhere you’re not supposed to be! That hardly makes for a serious crime, but the practicalities mean a very early start to avoid detection. Up at sunrise and no fires, so no morning coffee in the Kelly kettle.
That part was no problem, I got packed up and on the road for first light. The problem was it was still cold, 10° on the thermometer! The first 100 kms were very hard work and I was pleased to see Carnarvon. It’s amazing how draining riding a bike can be when the temperatures drop.
Carnarvon was everything I’d hoped for and more. The Fascine Coffee Lounge by the sea did an excellent breakfast, great prices and friendly staff. The sun was out and I sat enjoying the ambience as I warmed up.
The local hardware shop sold ear plugs to replace the expensive one I lost the other day, and I picked up a replacement switch for the USB charger that broke earlier that day. I left feeling completely refreshed, even the bike felt better. Thank you Carnarvon!