I finally lugged all my gear downstairs and packed the bike. I need to go back up and have another shower, it's just so hot. My old friend Michael catches me before I leave and we arranged to have breakfast, I also have to drop off a mail bag full of clothes to send home.
After breakfast, I got on the road intent on putting air in my tyres, the pressure is a little too low. Seven service stations, yes seven. That's how many I had to stop at to get air in my tyres, either the air wasn't working or the nozzle was too long and wouldn't fit. It was a nightmare, one actually let the air out of my tyres rather than put it in. I was hot and frazzled and hadn't left Darwin yet. And I was grumpy! And my tyres still had the same pressure I started with. So I gave up and headed on down the road.
I pulled in at a rest stop and realised it must be getting late as the rest stop was chockas with grey nomads, all set up for the night. One bloke must have got in real early as he had bagsed the best spot complete with picnic table and cabana. Just to be sure he wasn't disturbed and to prevent others from mooching in on his space, he had his generator going full bore and had this lovely sign on display.
I can imagine everyone there hated his guts.
I'm still worried about my tyre pressure, I've been well trained by Greg, never start a ride without checking your tyres. And mine are low, I'd give anything for a bicycle pump.
I decide to end the day early and pull up stumps at Adelaide River. Adelaide River was the base for 30,000 Australian and US soldiers during WWII. There is a cemetery with war graves. Some of the boys were only 17 years old, very said.
I'm glad I decided to pull up stumps early as I have a microbiology test on the 26th and need to catch up on lectures.
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