Ulls: Geez! How cold could it be? We woke up in Goulburn to frost on the bikes and visability of about 100 metres. Walking down the road to get some breaky, we spotted some roos in a field behind the local servo. We tend to laugh when foreigners think that kangaroos jump down the streets, but it’s true. It just depends what street you live on.
Despite the cold, the bikes started with no trouble and we started our run to Albury by putting down the streets of Goulburn. A few odd looks and laughs and the little town was past us. I’m not sure whether the laughs were directed the bikes or these crazy characters riding them, all rugged up with big thick gloves, balaclavas and big riding boots.
Visibility riding out and on to the highway was shocking. I could just make out Torsten in front of me, and beyond that I couldn’t tell. Looking back at the footage later, I couldn’t see much either, as water on the lens had frozen and ruined 60 minutes of tape. We found the highway, however, and headed for the twin cities of Albury-Wodonga.
An uneventful ride, again we’re still in catch up mode and merely trying to eat up the kilometres. The bikes performed really well though, holding an indicated 100km for most of the way. This pleased me in particular, because most of the run down to Sydney my bike was slower than Torstens, and I felt like I was holding him up. At the start of this journey we’d made a pact. We would never leave each other for any reason, and so true to his word, Torsten has sat behind me patiently, knowing he could pass me at any time.
This is the only certainty we have on this trip, we’ll always stick together … 408km Speedo – 450km GPS