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Murray River Day 4: Torrumbarry to Echuca

This morn­ing I woke up to the nicest morn­ing yet. A beau­ti­ful sun­rise was shin­ing through the trees and across the riv­er, light­ing up a wedge-tailed eagle in her nest in the tree direct­ly above my tent. Com­pared to the wind of last night it was a beau­ti­ful tran­quil scene.

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Murray River Day 3: Cohuna to Torrumbarry

I had a bit of rain today, but noth­ing too heavy and after the past few days, it was actu­al­ly quite refresh­ing. I woke in Cohu­na, had my cof­fee and break­fast and packed down my camp quite quick­ly. I didn’t have phone recep­tion so was keen to get into a bet­ter area for it so I could let my part­ner know I was OK, etc. I was also low on water so decid­ed to ven­ture away from the Mur­ray to detour through Cohu­na township.

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The River Track runs right along the Murray River for much of the track's length

Murray River Day 2: Murrabit to Cohuna

I slept in today, and had a nice camp­fire break­fast of fried eggs, mues­li bars and espres­so cof­fee, before pack­ing my bag and explor­ing the Camp­bells Island State For­est on my way down to Barham and Koondrook.

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Murray River Day 1: Swan Hill to Murrabit

I got up nice and ear­ly this morn­ing — 0500 — to catch the Bal­larat V/Line train to Mel­bourne at 0615. I packed the bike last night, mak­ing sure every­thing was lashed and ready to go. Then lo and behold, the skies opened up and rain start­ed pour­ing! Not the most aus­pi­cious start to the trip…

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Bike fishing at Lake Wendouree

With a lit­tle bit of sun­shine show­ing through a fair­ly rainy week, I decid­ed to load up my bike for some fish­ing at the lake. I’ve tak­en my trail­er before,…
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Climbing into the Adelaide Hills from Kanmantoo

Day 10: Pushing beyond the limit, and arriving in Adelaide

Today’s ride was by far the tough­est, most gru­elling bicy­cle ride I’d ever under­tak­en, and pushed my body to lim­its I had­n’t exceed­ed for more than ten years… I rode along the city streets down Glen Osmond Road and then Pul­teney Street like a con­quer­ing Roman cae­sar as I beamed with pride, appre­ci­a­tion and sat­is­fac­tion, stop­ping at Run­dle Mall and achiev­ing what I’d set out to do six months ear­li­er, with noth­ing more than a rough sketch of a plan and a crazy idea to ride to Ade­laide in a school dress.

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