Norseman to 65k north of Norseman
Posted by cyclenullabor on April 15, 2009
We were at the servo checking if our wheel had arrived at 6am, then back again at 9 and even flagging down truckies to see if they had it. Finally, one of them rang us and said ‘What, did you mean this thing in the box?’ and we finally had what we needed.
We ran back to the caravan park, wheel raised victoriously overhead, crowds cheering, streamers flying (part of this is an exaggeration).
It was a perfect fit so Garrett had the wheel on in no time and we hit the road at midday, cruising past the have-to-be-seen-to-be-believed salt lakes towards our final destination.
Red dusty campsite
More warm weather and a few hills of sizes that we hadn’t experienced for over a week took us off the road by around 4, setting up camp in a scenic but dusty spot populated by several million mosquitos, many of whom were happily nourished thanks to my butt and thighs. They were so bad we were in the tent by 6pm, and i proceeded to scratch until go time at 5 the next morning.
