Another 110km day today, but there's a tail wind so there should be no real problems. We also have more hill-like things now, sometime the road goes up and down quite noticeably. Anna and Jean on support, going to be a bum for the day. Grumpy, not enough sleep and too much pain. Grr. Say I'm going to be slack, then help pack up anyway.
The transition to farmland was very abrupt. About 40km from Wubin we suddenly crest a small rise and it's all planted green things. No more brownish bush, we have fences each side of the road and big wet farm things. There's a token bit of native vegetation along each side of the road but it's just thick enough to give you hope (3-5m) and not enough to be useful. No camping for us, but it blocks the view.
We check out a picnic area 5km from town but it sucks a bit, so we drive on. The riders are up with the van at this point, so we chat to them too. The locals tell us to camp at "the rock", another one. We drive back out and find a spot after driving round for a while. I start cooking rice while people decide where exactly they want to camp. Eventually the trike arrives and I scrounge Johns tent and some other stuff. I'm camping by myself in town, the rest of them are having a rest day out here. I need time out. This annoys some of them, but I'm not in a mood to negotiate, or even be particularly nice about it.
Riding the trike again is weird. I decide that the front cranks are rotated in a horizontal plane so that the right crank is further away. This may explain the knee problems, but it's not fixable without a welder. So I suspect it will have to wait until Perth. Haylin and Emma gave me the name of a guy in Perth to talk to, he's into human powered stuff and sculpture so could be fun to talk to.
Rang Kelly, need to talk to her. Did it the cheap way by bludging a phone off the BP Roadhouse and getting her to ring me on that. Much, much cheaper than a public phone. NSW has just gone to daylight savings time so it was 11pm for her and she took a while to wake up. Oh, and it's Sunday night. oops. Talk was good though, feeling much more inclined to go back to Sydney and see what happens. She will be busy with the exhibition she's organising and doesn't want to live together. Her bedsit is too small and she doesn't want to move. That could be hard.
Camp at the town reservoir, run out of time and energy to find a decent spot so just go behind a couple of trees in a truck park and hope for the best.