Ceduna to Madura, Madura to Norseman.
From Ceduna we DID NOT go to Denial Bay.
We rode to Madura, stopping occasionally to look at cliffs. I lost the others once again, and of course I was the only one whose baggage was searched at the WA border. After a night’s sleep at Madura we arose early, and tackled the second half of the Nullabor. The consensus was to do it in only two legs even though it meant long days. I have found my bike cruises comfortably, (and more economically) around 98K real speed according to the GPS, which is about 105 on the clock. the speed limit in WA is 110. My preferred speed is about 5-10Kph less than the others prefer. So I find myself riding alone a lot, and catching up at rest stops, or else I set out ahead of them and get passed along the route. There is a certain pleasure riding in formation in a pack, but much greater fun being free to proceed at one’s own pace and stop to take a photo at will.
For most it seems the Nullabor is a long stretch of nothing to be endured, and got over as quickly as possible. I found it fascinating, and I would have liked to go slower still, look more attentively for wildlife, and enjoy the very “Australian” feel of the region.
I am coming back. With a bigger bike, and a swag.
The following six pictures were taken by Steve.
My knees were playing up badly that day. When we realised it was a fair walk down to the viewing point, andthat the bikes, with all our gear, would be left unattended in the carpark, I volunteered to stand guard while the others went sightseeing.
Two days of riding. Me the sky, the road, the scenery and an occasional glimpse of the others up ahead. I have heard it said the Nullabor is a boring place, but I did not find it so. I am going back with a swag some day, to cruise it at my own pace, and stop more often to take the photographs I missed this time, trying to keep up.