As soon as we left the airplane in Alice (August 4, our 26th anniversary) Claire asked, “Do you know which way is north?” It was mid-day, and I pointed at the sun. Yup. So far we haven’t felt that funny upside-down which way is which feeling that we got the first time we landed in Cairns in 2000. But June was much nearer the solstice and closer to the equator. I immediately noticed the bird calls. All seemed familiar, but I couldn’t put a name on any of them. Sixteen years is a long time.
Claire has been busy planning our food for the next 1780 kilometers (I know it got longer since my first post): eight bags of average four kilograms each, sent Australia Post to four locations along the route. They will arrive by weekly air service to remote stations or Aboriginal communities. The weight of this undertaking is beginning to sink in, but so is the excitement and anticipation. It’s always like this, chaos has to play a part in life lived large.
The jet lag has seemed mild, but is lingering longer this trip; maybe it’s age. I didn’t have trouble putting the bikes together, though doing two is harder than doing one tandem. I was really scared when I could see that the disc brake rotor on my rear wheel was bent. I would spin the wheel holding the skewers while looking at a plain background and could see a major wobble. I could imagine waiting weeks for replacement parts and major cost putting it on the wheel since I don’t know how to do that, and if I did, wouldn’t have the special tool. Soooooo. I attacked it with both hands, trying hard to bend (will) it true. It took about a half-hour, but it worked. I’m amazed. I also had to do it to Claire’s front wheel. We’ve also done some modifications to allow us to haul three to four days of water, we hope. Claire made bags to carry two 1.5L of water on her handlebars, and a frame triangle bag for more water, and I managed to modify fork racks to use only one braze on instead of three by using zip ties; I can only hope it works, but I have a fistful of zip ties for repairs, just in case. There was a method to my madness of ordering 36 spoke wheels, heavy but strong enough to carry a lot of weight on very bad dirt roads.
The Ritchie Ascent Break-Aways are not, I repeat, not easy to either break down, or build up. Don’t expect to fly someplace remote (like Alice) and ride off into the sunset after a few minutes out of the suitcase. However we are preparing for something of an expidition, so that counted for part of the time. Just take the online video with a grain of salt; the actors were not jet lagged, and must have practiced a hundred times. Give yourself a couple of hours for a basic build. You must: put the handlebars back on, bottle cages, rack(s) pedals and don’t forget to grease the seatpost, if you want to get the bike apart at the end of your trip. Oh, and over the phone a representative at Ritchey suggested we remove the disc brake rotors, with a special tool I would have to find and buy, and learn to use, one day before departure. They were very helpful, I just wish the video would deal with disc brakes, and be a little more realistic. I was very lucky I could fix the bent rotors. I did opt to not buy-up to the hard case, but I’m not sure the bike would have fit in one, and might not have been that much more protection anyway because the discs are right in the middle of the softest part of a hard case, and the gorilla who jumped on mine would find a way.
We have ridden the bikes unloaded on bitumen, gravel roads and single-track, and they perform well. It takes a while to get accustomed to the steel-is-real weight, but we are travelers, not racers, so that soon fades. I will be interested to experience the feel on bad road, heavily loaded. I’ll report back. (We are not sponsored).
We have no idea how often we will be able to post, but it could be a week, or even two. Even here in Alice Springs, 800k at least from any larger town, I have trouble uploading the smallest photos, sooooo it can only get better, someday.
We do have a Telstra phone, but the towers will thin rapidly as we cycle southwest, with perhaps only one in the 1200 kms proper of the Great Central Road, and those tiny screens are for 140 characters, not real writing.
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