oz pozz to the north - sydney to port macquire

are you mad?!
that's the most frequent comment that i've heard so far. apparently, bikes are not the most efficient way of getting from A to B over australia. no wonder, after five days of restless cycling i've moved a mere two centimeters on the map! frustrating? demoralising? demotivating? and what about the scenery? so far? bush, bush, bush, sea, bush, roadkill, bush...
but i'm somehow still into it. every day i wake up and like it.even though the scenery is utterly boring, the dead kangaroos extremely stinky and the drivers less than tolerant.
every day turns out to be a mental challenge.
a challenge of eating another bowl of porridge for breakfast. a craving for a decent hill (yes, australia IS pretty flat). a nagging thought that NORTH is still pretty far away.
but every now and then there comes a day like today.
a hot shower. a bed. strawberries and oranges. and a fellow cyclist (American-Korean 50kg load!) to share the experience. luxury that will keep me going for another week :-)...not to mention a piece of kangaroo meat that i was offered by the afore-mentioned biker. very chewy. very last time i've tried it. :-)
keep on going - that's my mantra