Monday 31st May, 2021 30.9km
1187.1 / 3911.8km
Quiet night. I love the remoter tracks. The roads I have been on aren't the busiest, but no cars is better.
Nine kilometre walk to Exemoor Homestead, and I can tell you cows are not the smartest animals. They see me and eventually run, but not away to the side, in front. I have chased them 100s of metres down the track and if they ran at right angles we would be parted so much sooner.
My morning path |
The walk is quiet and uneventful but I enjoy it, as after the homestead it's back to the road.
When I get to the homestead I talk to a man who doesn't actually live there and he tells me they are up the other property, so I walk out the front gate and am about 100 metres up the road when I hear a lady yelling. "Do I want breakfast or a cuppa?"
I think it would be rude to walk away since I've walked on their property all morning, so I return. Her name is Vicky and she invites me upstairs. I say yes to a coffee and I said I wouldn't mind some toast, not a big breakfast.
The old homestead |
I only wanted a coffee and toast, but got this instead |
I'm thinking I wanted to put in a big day. Then the husband Errol arrives and I sit and talk. Must have been nearly two hours, meaning I don't have many breaks left if I want to get to where I planned.
I take a banana and my leave and set off once more.
The next stop is what they call Alligator Crossing on Little Bowen Creek, where I fill up my water and give my shirt a quick wash. Then it's a 15 kilometre slog down the road to a creek I'm told still has water, which will become my stop for the night.
I arrived just as the sun begins to set but have eaten and had a cuppa before the mosquito's get bad. Then a quick wash and into bed. Big hill climb tomorrow.
Some strange looks but no offeres to carry my pack |
Little Bowen River crossing, I got water from the rock pool |
Upsteam. Pond where cattle water and pelicans sit |
The afternoon road |