Day 7, Mount Barker to Albany, 50km So after my tiring day yesterday I knew I could take it a bit slower today. I pitched up in the nicest campsite I have stayed in so far. The grass was so lush and thick that you didn't need a camping matt, natures cushion was good enough. I had set my alarm for 9am but found myself coming to around 6am, bloody body clock! I woke up and sat making breakfast in the outdoor camp kitchen. As soon as I opened my food bag I got acc...

Day 6, Katanning to Mount Barker, 119km, 6h 52m!!!! Unfortunately even though I am thousands of miles away from England I can't seem to break my Arsenal addiction. Since arriving in Australia I have pretty much watched or listened to every game. This means waking up at 4am in the morning as it did last night. I drifted in and out of sleep listening to the Arsenal Newcastle game until I awoke properly for the last 15 minutes of the game. Whilst drinking a tomato ...

Day 6, Highbury to Katanning, 93km. After an amazing nights sleep in the luxury of my air-conditioned motel room I found it hard to pull my self out of bed. Reluctantly I got up and double bagged a cup a soup, which turned into a viscous glupe. After finishing the glupe I packed my bike, my bags were pre-packed something I can't do if I camp. I jumped back on my bike and was off. My legs felt much better than the previous day and I was ready for a good day. Th...

Brookton to Highbury, 87km. Up bright and early I was ready to push on for another day. I left the campsite at 5.30am with the first light appearing over the horizon to the east. I rejoined the highway with a chilly headwind pushing against me. The sun was slowly rising and warming the landscape to the left of me whilst a full moon sat to the right of me in the crystal blue sky, it was very serene. The next couple of hours was hard work, my legs felt heavy and...

Day 4, York to Brookton, 79km. First of all let me just set the scene. I'm sitting in the laundry room (not really a room, only 3 walls) of a hill-billy caravan park sheltering from the 39C heat and the flies. The flies seem to refuse to come in here even though I'm easy game. I think its because they know this place is the equivalent of the elephant graveyard but for flies. Many a fly has died in here by what means is hidden behind all the machines. I'm sweati...