- mythenased
- Apr 4
- 1 min read
Updated: Apr 7
A drop of rain overnight and to wake up with. Bit apprehensive about today’s journey, rain, wind, and the Coorong.

Left Kingston at dawn, passing the large lobster enroute.

Wind’s a cold southerly and right on my tail such that I’m averaging 25km/h. Sail past 42-mile crossing, and head towards Salt Creek circa 90km.
One of those coffee caravans at Salt Creek. Most welcome, a hot coffee and toasted cheese sandwich.
While contemplating cycling another 10kms or so and calling it quits, a long-distance cyclist arrives, Birgit from Germany. She’s my age and cycling in a race from Perth to Sydney, averaging 150km a day!! Generally, she starts at 5am and finishes 5 or 6pm each day. Suitably inspired, I get on my bike and keep going. I meet Birgit’s cycling partner, Reinhold, on the way for a brief chat and more inspiration. A few hours later I arrive in Meningie on the shores of Lake Albert, with a 150km cycling day under my belt, and the Coorong already a fading memory.

Okay, everything aches, but I’m feeling just a tiny bit pleased with my effort😊
A couple of beers at the Meningie Hotel and early night to follow.

Gotta admit, I’m a bit of a fraud, with a150km ride one day, and a rest day to follow… baby steps.
Still, not sure I enjoy cycling, seem to spend an inordinate amount of time staring at the road in front of me.