After I had camp packed away and a cup of tea brewing I decided to finally change Mabel’s rear tyre. Hers was looking more like a racing slick every day. All in all and easy process and I had it done in about half an hour. I have been in touch with another postie rider who has constantly been about a day behind me. We were planning on meeting up in Cooma around lunch time today so I cruised into Cooma to be a tourist. I had a wander through the Snowy Hydro display centre, very interesting, wandered up and down the Cooma main street and sat down for a bacon and egg toastie. What a wonderful way to spend a morning. Around lunch time I got a message saying the other guy is late and about 1.5 hours away. So I decided to head towards Canberra knowing I’ll see him there. The GPS took me the back way to Canberra. Through amazing national parks and every way I looked there was beautiful scenery.
I stopped and picked up a geocache along the way and dropped off some spam for RD into a geocache box. This one is hidden high above the road way out on top of a narrow rock. The views from up there were staggering.
I continued on towards Canberra, enjoying the mix of gravel and bitumen roading. I cruised through sweeping bends, raced down hills, and chugged up the other side. It was such a great day of riding. At Tharwa I could have headed straight into Canberra or turned left and skirted through the hills and valleys that surrounded the city. I turned left. More scenic roads followed and eventually off on a side road I spied a single gravel track going straight up a hill side to the top of the hill. I figured that the views would be lovely up there and may even offer a lookout over the city. I gave mabel everything she had, which wasnt much, and we slid and bounced and screamed together heading for the top. We didnt make it. We didn’t even make it half way up. The track became so steep that Mabel ran out of forwards puff and began sliding backwards. I could hold her and had to jump off to save my own neck. She slammed onto her side and slithered 20 odd metres back down the hill. Her little eye looking up at me in confusion. I felt terrible.
I ran down to her, nearly falling on my ass in the process. I picked her up. Wiped the gravel from her panniers and kicking her in the guts, she fired into life and we left that place. We raced down into a gorgeous spot called The Cotter. There was a beautiful camp ground there that I have stayed at before and I will stay at again when I get back from Christmas Island. I had a nice ride into Canberra, and to the caravan park we would call home for the next night. I like Canberra. Because it is a designed city it has been beautifully set out. Nice wide highways through country side. Each highway connecting the city to small satellite suburbs. Its very pretty and very calm and quiet. I set up camp and decided to shower and then read while waiting for the other postie rider to turn up.
Eventually Johl turned up. He has ridden his bike from across the other side of the country. He is riding from Perth to Sydney just because he can! He set his camp up and we headed out for a burger and a chat before a ride through Canberra at night and back to camp. Another great day out on Mabel. Nice to meet you Johl! Tomorrow I have to sort my stuff out as I have one day left before heading off for 2.5 weeks.