Leg 2:Low Head to Bridport

Note the elevation gain!


After listening to rain on the roof all night we woke up to sunshine- so a quick bowl of porridge and we were off.

All packed ready to go

The lady at the caravan park suggested an alternate ‘back roads’ route which meant the first 40k were off the main roads. Lovely ride mostly through farmland with some glimpses of the coast- saw only 8 cars, 2 trucks, one caravan and 4 kookaburras for the first 3 hours.

Look- no trucks!

Stopped for a hearty (and much needed) lunch at a tiny General Store in Pipers Point where we met Rosanne- a Kiwi who had left her job and is cycling around Australia for the next 18 months- she was also on day 2. Very envious- definitely buying a lottery ticket this week!

Once back on the main road surfaces were easier to ride but traffic increased. We’ve now got savvy to the log trucks- we hear them before we see them and pull off the road standing until they pass- their back draught is strong and this stops us wobbling.

The elements set in with about 25k to go- 5 hail storms swept through- again pulled over and huddle it out – no shelter in sight.

Hail stones the size of blueberries- nothing to do but hunker down
The hail didn’t put this little guy off searching for dinner

Arrived at our cabin in Bridport round 4.30 very wet and a little bit frozen, but nothing a hot shower couldn’t fix.

Have cranked the hearing up to 30, laid out all our wet clothes and come to the pub for dinner- hoping our shoes will be slightly drier tomorrow.

The best thing about riding is….
Storm clouds still hovering over Bridport- hope they’ve passed by tomorrow

Leg 1: Launceston to Low Head

Distance travelled: 65.7km
Sore butts: 2
Aussie wildlife sightings: 5.
Live Aussie wildlife sightings: 0

Set off a bit later than we usually would to avoid the peak hour traffic (or that’s our excuse). Headed north following the West Bank of the Tamar Rover. There aren’t a lot of side roads here and those that there are ,are generally very steep as they Veer away from the river- so we stuck to the main road.

The promise of a safe journey

About 10k out of the city we did manage to follow a tiny side road that wound its way along the waters edge through tiny little fishing towns. Absolutely beautiful!

Weather wasn’t kind to our photographer
Lots of wineries too- but we resisted the temptation

We certainly experienced all the elements today- being close to the river big squalls rolled in regularly bringing hail, rain and huge winds- then they’d clear as quickly as they started leaving bright sunshine. Our wet weather gear certainly got a work out, as did we.

While traffic heading out of Launceston was heavy but the highway had a good shoulder and people gave us plenty of room HOWEVER this changed as we got further north and began to share the roads with the logging truckS- who were merciless. Something we’ll need to get used to over the next couple of days as we head through the mountains.

INot much room to move on these roads- especially when sharing them with trucks!
Opted to slug it out for 10k on this gravel road when we saw the sign ‘trucks banned!

Stopped in at Georgetown for a bowl of salty hot chips (nothing like salt, fat and carbs after a long rode) and the makings of an omelette before heading up the road to our caravan park. Now nestled into our cabin with heating cranked up hoping David feels the need to cook dinner before I do- but from the sound off the snores- unlikely!

Launceston & Cataract Gorge

Tyres fixed – ✔️

Lost mobile phone retrieved from car hire company- ✔️ (And not N’s)

Successful practice ride – ✔️

Did what we thought would be a cruisy 13km ride along the banks of the Tamar toward Cataract George. It soon became apparent that the biggest challenge we will face on this trip will be the wind. We managed to cop a head wind on the way there and back. So arrived home looking like we had had face lifts – gave true meaning to Mum’s old saying “if the wind changes your face will be stuck like that”.

The Gorge itself was gorgeous- we did the 7km walk around the edge – too narrow to rode so poor old David had to push the bike – unfortunately I couldn’t convince home to push it with me on it.

Arrived home pretty pooped wondering how we’ll make the 60 km tomorrow with a headwind.
currently in a pub waiting for my Atlantic Salmon and hoping We’ll have the energy to climb the (enormous) hill back to our B&B.

This guy put on a show for is
Who needs a bike lock when you have one of these watching over your bike!

Melbourne to Launceston

Arrived at the airport early to allow for delays due to the normal bikes in bags confusion. Forty-five minutes and $90 excess baggage later  we watched with trepidation while our green machine slid off into the oversized luggage abyss, hoping like heck she’d come off safe and sound at the other end….. and she did!

Smallest plane I’ve been on in a while

With 5 hours to kill before we could check into our B&B, we decided to rent a car and do some exploring. Set off along the Great Western Tiers Touring Road – beautiful little towns full of  old cottages, cafes and craft galleries. Pored over the realestate windows for that perfect renovators delight but sadly no luck!

Yummy ploughman’s lunch- starting off the way we mean to continue!

Arrived at our gorgeous cottage in Launceston late arvo – three hours later (and much groaning) we had the bike set up…..almost…

Cottage transformed into bike shed

Note to selves- if you’re going to buy a new super dooper pump, test it out before you absolutely need it! We now have great bike with two flat tyres! Never fear- have located a bike shop and will be on their doorstep first thing. 

Preparing for the Tassie adventure

Two years, three knee surgeries (for the old boy) and lots of hard work and training, and at last we have our next cycling adventure on its way.
On Cup Day we head south for 3 weeks cycling the east coast of Tasmania.

For the first time we’re totally self directed- carrying everything with us (no baggage transfers). After much cursing and paring back we’ve managed a respectable 26 kg of on-bike carry on – which will gradually reduce as we apply the toothpaste and butt cream (not to the same place!) we have squeezed everything into 4 pannier bags, a frame bag and a handlebar bag. David’s clothes came in at 4.1kg- 200g less than mine. The rest is tools, first aid & electronics.

Before
After
And then…..

As usual we’ll blog as we go internet coverage pending- just 8 sleeps to go!

Summing up from Nairobi airport

Sitting in cafe at Nairobi airport doing the inevitable ‘summing up’ of the holiday.

Favourite bits (Caity): close encounter with lion; sleeping under canvas in the Serengetti bush camp and of course her romantic encounter with the talk guy (aka Gerry the giraffe).

Naomi – hmmm travelling with my girl and yes, still the hippos.

What we have learned along the way (thanks to our fabulous guides):

  1. The African ecosystem is like a car engine- each part is important- you add anything or take anything away and it stops working.
  2. Humans are the riskiest predators
  3. How to survive on the wild (see below)

How to survive encounters with wild animals:

Lion: stare him in the eyes, don’t blink and look fierce – and don’t run (unless you can run faster than whoever you are with)

Buffalo: lie oh the ground- they can’t get their horns down that low and won’t stomp on anything they don’t recognise

Hippo: dive under water- they can’t open their mouths under water (hmmm how long can we hold our breath when submerged in hippo poo?)

Cheetah: stay calm and quiet and enjoy the experience and don’t make eye contact – if you’re calm and not a threat they won’t harm you

Crocodile: if he has hold of you poke him in the eyes or ears – don’t bother calling for help no one will come.

Leopard: stay calm and quiet and pretend they’re not there. If you make eye contact you’ve got about 45 seconds to reflect (although I’m sure that could feel like hours).

All in all- best survival skill is to say in the truck!

Would we come back? ABSOLUTELY but we’ll bring the whole family next time – so start saving folks!

See you on the other side!

Sightseeing in Nairobi

First of all – we are safe- our hotel is nowhere near where the attack occurred. We do feel very sad for the lovely people of Nairobi.

Today we hit the main tourist sites in Nairobi with Cyrus and his cousin Ruth.

First stop was the David Sheldrick rhino and elephant orphanage.
Got up close and personal (along with a couple of hundred other tourists) with a two month old baby rhino and lots of rescued orphaned elephants aged up to three years. Very cute watching these enormous babies being bottle fed.


They have loads s of personality- very cheeky. Highlight (not) was one of the larger babies turning his rear towards us and loudly breaking wind right in front of us – EEK!

Next stop was the Giraffe Centre which is a conservation park that aims to preserve the declining Rothschild giraffe population. After feeding and kissing (Caitlan only) we were absolutely covered in slobber – thank goodness for wet wipes!

Slurp

Next we headed to the Kazuri bead factory – this was my pick and a return visit for me. We toured the workshop with the ladies making and decorating the most gorgeous beads. Needles to say we felt compelled to make a few purchases – I’ll be spoilt for choice with earrings when we return.

Elizabeth is one of the founders of the factory (42 years ago) to support single mothers. Over 300 single mothers now work in the factory

From here it was off to the Nairobi Mamba Village for lunch on the lawn followed by a tour of the croc farms some of these bad boys were huge.

Headed home round 5.30 saying our sad farewells to Cyrus- at least until next time. Now lying like sloths on our beds putting off the packing exercise that’s ahead of us. Fly out mid morning but have to be at the airport 3 hours early- are expecting increased security in the wake of the incidents in Nairobi today.

…..and back to Nairobi

Picked up our dresses from the tailor this morning – perfect fit and all constructed on a Singer treadle sewing machine!

Waiting…waiting

USo now we are sitting at Kilimanjaro airport waiting for our flight to Kenya, eating possibly the best fries we’ve had in Africa and reflecting on the Tanzanian part of the journey.  What an incredible experience it’s been. Animals we’ve seen (and most of them up close) roughly in order of presentation ( yes we did keep a daily list) are: goats, cows, Elephant, Leopard , Giraffe, Water buffalo, Warthog, Wildebeest, Black rhino, Waterbuck, Impala, Thompson gazelle, Grand gazelle, Hearterbeast, Bushbuck, Zebra, Camel, Lions, Olive baboons, Blue monkey, Velvet monkey, Kori bustard, White stalk, ostrich, Superb Starling, Lilac breasted Rolla, African Jakana, Saddle billed stalk, Agama lizard, Python (very special to see one of these in the wild ), Topi , Cheetah, Spotted Hyena, Hippopotamus, Adolf, Dic dic, Eland, Banded Mongoose, Secretary bird, Long created eagle, Black bellied bustard, White bellied bustard, Reed buck, Rock/tree hyrax, Black back jackal , Vulture, White ramped shrike, Egyptian Goose, Blacksmith pullover, Lesser masked face weaver, Lesser flamingo (pink), Greater flamingo (White), Maribu Stalk, Red necked supufoll, Grey heron, Guinea fowl, Dwarf/slender mongoose, White headed buffalo weaver, mosquitos, grass hoppers, beetles (of the insect variety), Tsetse flies, and last but not least hundreds of donkeys.

Favourites: lions for Caity; hippos for me (mainly because of their fabulous laugh)

Looking forward to joining Cyrus for a day seeing highlights of Nairobi  tomorrow.

Moshi Day 2

Between our late night partying, rowdy cohabitants at the hotel and bed bugs we were a bit sleep deprived this morning, and let’s just say one of us woke up a bit more spotty than they went to bed.

All sorted with the hotel, new bed linen in place (hopefully bullet proof) so we are hoping for. Better sleep tonight.

Today we went to the gate of Kilimanjaro- the assembly point for the walkers and the masses of porters carrying their gear/food/water. Some of the porters have climbed to the summit over 300 times. Most tourists take between 3 to 6 days to walk depending on which of the 8 routes they take, but the world record is just over 6 hours!

These guys are the real heroes

The vegetation on the mountain is tropical with lush undergrowth ofcoffee bushes shaded by banana palms. Banana beer and Killi coffee are two of the main produce – we tried the latter only. The coffee was hand ground, shelled and roasted over a fire for us – so strong it nearly put hairs on our chests, but actually lovely flavour.

After a couple of hours walking round the base of the mountain we went to a local cultural centre   – then visited some local waterfalls.

This little guy came along with his dad (our guide)- very sweet and perfectly behaved.

Last stop was at a local tailor where Caitlan and I are having some fabric made up into a dress each (hard to limit it to one given the fabrics are so gorgeous). We pick them up tomorrow on the way to the airport- so prepare for the new look!

Bushmen, blacksmiths, a long hot drive and a party

Set off at 7 after yet qnother superb Tanzanian breaky omelette, heading ‘bush bound’ to meet a group of busmen. Our guide JJ introduced us and acted as interpreter. 

The bushmen are hunters and gatherers. Their main protein is baboon and they had the morning hunt on the fire when we arrived – surrounded by village dogs eager for the scraps. What they don’t eat they hang dry for later hydration. They are nomadic and move from huts to caves in the wet season.

A lesson in archery

Following this we visited the village where JJs grandmother (94) lives. They make their living through forging spear heads for the bushmen and through tourism (making and selling bracelets made from reclaimed metals).

The areas we passed through today were nigh more agricultural – crops of Corn, maize  and red onion. The government purchases the crops and distributes the across Eastern Africa.

After  visiting the two camps we started the long (5 hour) drive to Moshi.  With temperatures in the high 30s  and only a WD60 air conditioner (if you are born after the 60s then ask your parents what this means) it was a long hot drive. 

Arriving round 6 we then had to say a sad farewell to Tony (as the safari part of our trip is finished) – he has been a fabulous guide/driver and looked after us soooo well. 

YAfter dinner our tour operator owner Freddie, a friend of Cyrus, came and picked us up and took us to his home where they were celebrating his sisters engagement.  It was a wonderful night and such a priviledge to be invited. The whole family welcomed us – everyone (except us) dressed up in the most beautiful clothes,  music, dancing (which we joined in) and loads of fun.  such an honour.

We have two nights here in Moshi – staying in a lodge that feels a bit last me a backpackers, lots of young people a noise – mostly people who are heading up to clmb the mountain.

Tomorrow we will be heading up to the lower reaches of Kilimanjaro needless to say we wont be climbing, but it is now on the bucket list!