Day 24 Carnarvon to Geraldton
We took our time packing up and having breakfast. We had a 400km+ day but we knew we had plenty of time. Rod complained he had finally got used to sleeping on his mat on the last night, typical. We had a good ride south but the CRF was starting to have problems. Rod had noticed that his back sprocket had five worn teeth and he still couldn't keep tension on the chain. To compensate we had to travel at 90-95km/hr but that was cool, lots of time to check out the scenery. Rod found a great lookout about an hour out of Carnarvon where we meet a bloke travelling around Oz in an old bus. He also had two beaut motorcycles in a trailer on the back, nice big yamaha cruisers. He liked our bikes and we offered to swap ha ha.
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| Rods lookout |
As we were going south we were noticing more and more wildflowers. The recent rains had done the region good as all of the fields were green as. Rod called a stop and we had to have a photo shoot with the bikes amongst the flowers. We also found an old Yama that's been there for years as part of a road safety campaign. The sign is gone but luckily the Yama is still there. Lots of fun.
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| "Bikes in Urban Wasteland" |
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| Rod's Masterpiece |
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| Ahhhhhhh |
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| Ahhhhh |
After a quick coffee and dodge the law stop in Northampton we rode into Geraldton. Rod had insisted we stay in a backpackers on our last night so we could sleep in a real bed. We pulled up and it was a typical modern day backpackers; dingy and dodgy. Rod was a bit taken aback, I think he had expected a beer garden and spa pool all full of nubile blonde 20 year olds partying all night. Reality was a let down! Rod was also stressed about his bike. The back sprocket was almost worn out. I asked him if he could make it to Perth and he was still positive so...after securing all of gear the best we could we headed into town for dinner. We were going to go the local pub in town but after having a quick beer there it looked a little dingy. We moved on and found a delightful little Italian Cafe with Bee Knees on tap and a wonderful chef in the kitchen. Great meal! We made it back to the backpackers early and watched a little TV. We meet a few young (18 year olds) German backpackers who had been the country 14 days and looked like roos in the headlights. Oz wasn't quite what they had expected. We gave them a few tips on where to stay along the coast and that seemed to set them right but we were blown away at how young and niave these kids were. Where they get money to travel like that I'll never know, they were straight out of high school.
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