Day 101 - Monday 18th July 2016.
Riding and Relaxing at Dicky - Dicky Day 12.
Overnight, you could have counted the rain drops on the roof (15 I did count them).
We both slept well. Again, Marg woke up and got up first at 7:00am, while I slept until
7:30am when I eventually got up just before 8:00am. While we buggered about at camp, I suggested that we visit Strawberry Fields, but Marg said 'No, not until it is sunny'.
We are 'hanging out' for the strawberry pancakes then again I usually buy a kilo of fresh BIG beautiful strawberries which usually are eaten within 2 days.
While I was emptying the garbage, I noticed the 'Prawn Man' had stopped out the front of our site, so we bought a kilo of tiger prawns for $25 for dinner tonight.
Back on the laptop, I noticed that Anaconda have a special on cycling clothes, I need another pair of lycra knicks and they have some on special reduced from $40 to $24,
SO I told Marg that we are off to Anaconda. While out, we visited Kawana Waters Shoppingworld for a coffee, Marg needed to visit Big W and a few other shops.
We eventually arrived back at 12:05pm, we had lunch, then I changed into 'cycleman' and left camp at 12:58pm and headed North towards Mooloolaba. It was 23° when I
left camp, so I didn't wear my jacket, but put it in my pack rack. There was a beautiful tailwind pushing me to the Lighthouse. When I got there, I got swooped by my
feathered birdie friend (Maggie). I felt a thud on my helmet and saw a shadow flying away.
Next was my major decision of the day. Do I turn around and ride my 14km circuit returning back to this spot or do I just continue the 100meters upto the Lighthouse.
This is the sort of pressure that I am under. It is so stressful being retired. Anyway, enough of this shit, I rode the extra 14kms and returned to the Lighthouse. As I was
taking my daily weather photo at the Lighthouse, I was 'photobombed' by a young boy. Actually, he was just standing there as I took the photo, BUT he could have.
I could not be bothered riding down and up the Hill to the 'Spit', SO I didn't BUT I saw a bush turkey who I stalked and got a photo. Then I took my time and had an
enjoyable ride (I have my radio on and sing away to the old songs, pity
anyone in earshot) into a slight headwind back to camp. As I approached Coco's Beach cafe, I thought a coffee would go down well, I stopped, it was closed. I checked the times,
it opens at 7am and closes at 3pm. I was 15 minutes too late. I arrived back at camp at 3:20pm after 45.7kms.
My riding stats: Today's ride of 46kms gives me a total of 535kms for July and 681kms for June and 369kms for May and my 10th ride at Dicky for a total
of 414kms OR if you are really into figures, I have ridden 1,734kms since leaving home back on 9th April.
My 'friendly feathered birdie strikes' stats: Today's 'attack' brings it to a total of 3 'attacks' since 7th July at Point Cartridge Lighthouse. My 'friendly feathered
birdie' lives in one of the tall pine trees that are near the Lighthouse
carpark. He sit up in his tree and waits for me to pedal slowly up the steep road to the Lighthouse carpark then
he strikes. The strike is very harmless to me. So far.
When I arrived back at camp, Marg was laying in bed, in full on 'nanna nap' mode.
Dead to the world. I showered then buggered about on my laptop.
Dinner was Marg's WORLD FAMOUS prawn cocktail. It was absolutely yumma.
Tomorrow we hope to visit Strawberry Fields