Day 2 Tailem Bend - Salt (crap) Creek

 
Okay, so today was a day of highs and lows...

High: weather was ripper and no wind to speak of, and riding along the coast for most of the day, that was a real bonus.

Low: last 40km of road surface was enough to shake the the gold fillings out of a mobsters teeth. Seriously, our water was carbonated by the time we got here

High: awesome lunch at Meningie. Gosia had a chicken and chips feast, and I had a nice roll and a chat to some grey nomads.

Now you see it

Now you don't

Low: if lunch was champagne, dinner was Stones ginger wine. Firstly, there is nothing to eat near the Gemini Downs "holiday park" (somewhat overstated name). Secondly, park document indicated 1.3km to Salt Creek roadhouse. Being disgusted at the thought of turning the pedals, we decided to walk. Turns out it was in the order of 3 times that far, and when we did arrive it was a mixture of Chevy Chase Funny Farm, but at Parsian airport prices.




High: despite Gosia only eating 9% of her raw chicken schnitzel, owner of said hole in ground near Coorong drove us back to "holiday park". Note: people who own stinky roadhouses, also own stinky utes.

Low: 60 minutes so bad on small 1970's TV that we are already in bed.

High: big sleep coming, with early start and shorter distance.

Low: Gosia still hungry and may eat my breakfast while I am sleeping.

High: it will probably make her sick

Salt Creek not on 'places to come again' list.