Between February 2002 and March 2003 I circumnavigated 12,504 miles around the Australian continent on my bicycle, or push bike as they say there. After that I went to New Zealand for three months and met up with a friend and ended up pushing the total mileage to 14,115.7 miles (22717.02 km). I spent 269 days on my bike, 272 days not on my bike, and getting 67 flat tires over those 17 months.
I started and ended my 13 month lap around Australia at Luna Park in St. Kilda/Melbourne.. The distance around Australia (including Tasmania) ended up being about 20,281km (12,600 miles).
One fun thing I did during my trip was to visit six "confluences", which is where a whole-numbered latitude/longitude mark intersects for The Degree Confluence Project.
Hmm...there are five quite giggling girls in their 20's behind me, all squesezed into a tent and I'm in my tent on the laptop. oh well
Today started out pretty rough, I was feeling pretty sick, but not to the point of taking a rest day. Apparently someone last night was banging on all the doors since he got drunk and didn't have his key for the hostel room. An older couple asked me if I was that guy, then the hostel manager asked me. Hopefully they will find the noisy bloke.
Must have drank almost a gallon of Orange Juice today, trying to fight off my cold. It took me a long time to climb up the hills and my pace was pretty slow. I wasn't in too good of mood at all, tired of feeling sick, thinking about my broken hub, etc. Eventually I got up over the hill and dropped down to the Daintree River. The guy running the ferry boat asked me where I was going/had been, etc. Right as I was getting off I asked him how much I owed. He just said "nah, you'd be better off applying that money towards a cold beer". What a nice guy.
Evenentually pulled into a gas station and ended up resting there awhile. Called the bike shop...seems we can work something out. I felt a little better after talking to them...knowing it might not be a total fiasco in getting a new hub.
Got into Mossman and decided to stay there, kinda take it easy on my body. At the Caravan Park I met this other cyclist named Dale. He was my age and biking up to the tip of Cape York. Even took a few clock photos around the caravan park...has to be the most amount of clock photos I've taken in a month or two.
Tomorrow is Cairns, where I hope to go diving if my cold gets better.