Roadside camping doesn’t lend itself to slow mornings, so we were up early and on the road by 6.45am wearing beanies and winter gloves. Our cup of tea could wait for an hour or so when we would stop and have breakfast.
There was a light tailwind assisting us and the long gradual descents helped us feel good about the remaining 130kms to Clermont. There were showers at the end of this day, and beer, and fresh food!
Long gradual descents mean long gradual ascents too, and we continued this rolling ride for an hour and a half before stopping for breakfast.
Lunchtime was had with around 60kms to go. This day was going so well.
No matter how well a day is going, the more kilometres you do, the tireder you get. Every road sign seemed to put Clermont further and further away, and it didn’t help that our tailwind started to get a bit rowdy and the undulations started to feel more hilly the closer we got to Clermont.
Just before 3pm we finally rolled into the caravan park in Clermont, smelly, dirty and ready for beer and chips!
This was not the time to be told that the next section of road we had planned to ride was very rough dirt with a lot of traffic and one that many people avoid. The caravan park lady obviously didn’t realise this and had me totally depressed by the time I got out of the office. We unpacked, washed, set up the tent and went and bought beers…and crisps. Tomorrow was a rest day and we would think about it then.