1997-11-24 Mandurah -> Myalup Beach, 89km, 23km/h
Bacon and eggs in Mandurah, developped filem. Pinnacles Desert is no longer yellow, therefore the last film was fucked. Bought an adjustable wrench ($20) and a patch kit. Road on the coast highway (flat) until 14h00 beer stop. Talked to a drunk Australian named "Dave". Road another 6km to a BP stop to have ham and tomato sandwich and a vegiburger. OK.
Parts of the highway are dual and some parts have no
margin which is stressful. One asshole I've started counting cars
who pass us within shouting distance (2 lanes) who DON'T shout.
Finished at 100 today. There was a section where every 20m there
was a kangaroo (and at least one emu) skeleton. Thinking about
mounting a kangaroo skull on my handlebars with an air-horn
underneath to blast the assholes. Are there enough assholes here to
fill the Albert Hall? Ch. is pissed off with cars. The country is
getting greener. Arrived in Myalup Beach around 17h30, bought cream
cheese, jam, meat, fruit, juice, etc., saw the long beach and cold
water. Cold supper under the stars with mosquitos capable of biting
through nylon wind-breakers. Mosquitos were only there from 19h00
to 20h30 and then they were suddenly gone. Bizarre.