Unfortunately its time to head for home

We have sold our yacht and I have to go back to Adelaide to empty our few belongings out of her so she is ready for her new owner. So after a beautiful brunch of chorizo, mushrooms and poached eggs on toast, I top up Mabel’s oil and kick her into life. Bye Dave, bye Anne! I had such an amazing time and look forward to seeing you both again in March.

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I set off with Kimba being the destination again for tonight. But suddenly I am there and its way to early to stop for the day. I decide to push on for a camp just past Port Augusta. I am glad I did! Fabulous riding along a very quiet Eyre highway today. Hardly any trucks to contend with.

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I hoon past such places as Iron Knob, a massive iron ore mine.

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Mabel’s Lifan is singing or maybe just screaming in pain. Shame about the constant trail of oil. Seems like a good strong engine otherwise. I suspect the crash may have hurt her insides. Luckily I kept her original engine and I will put that back in when I reach Adelaide. I head through Port Augusta and straight into a massive head wind. Poor Mabel is down to 45 km/hr in spots. Her engine straining hard. Both of me and Mabel started feeling the strain of a big days ride and neither of us can wait for camp.

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Once again I turn off the A1 and head into the hills, this time along Horrocks Pass. A twisty curvy dream of bitumen goodness. What a camp spot it is! With stunning views of the Flinders Ranges. I kicked back and listened to some good tunes and wished that I had of thought to stop and grab some Stones ginger wine. Another good days ride and another amazing camp! Tomorrow we head for home.

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