Day 9 rest day pemberton

Slept in a bed last night as my wife Marilyn was in town to greet us and i woke up with a sore back, I missed my self inflating mattress. Funny how the body adjusts. Friar tuck Gost lost after sampling too much christening wine and couldnt find his hotel and was then chased by the devil looking like a big black dog into one of the luggage trailers only to appear later while some others were still reflecting on day activities. Not sure where he slept last night. JM on the other hand slept for 14 hours!

A half dozen of us met at the local Millhouse cafe for breakfast as I had discovered this gem on previous visit. Big breakfasts all round and those field mushrooms have more flavour than any i have tasted before. We booked out the local health spa from 8am till 530pm at half hour intervals for massages and it was oh so good on the sore legs and back. Poor girl looked somewhat shattered when I went in at 3pm but didnt dissapoint. Hot rocks scented oils and good hands. Look her up in the main street next time you're in town.

A group of fellow travellers went on Tours to the dunes complete with our own ecologist peter to add to the tour guides comments. All said it was well worth doing.

Bike maintenance cleaning and drying clothes and tents ready to battle the wild again was what most others we up to, besides the od coffee sweet slice, smoked trout, marron......lets just say eating of local produce. Personally i think another rest day would be good here. Plenty to do (and eat) in pemberton.

Couldnt help myself just had to give the single track at the back of the caravan park a try and was pleasantly surprised how good it was. Quite a technical climb which my legs didnt appreciate but made it to the top ok before stopping for some air. Great downhill section with big timber berms and great jumps and log overs. Plenty of fun but I took it easy as there is still a long way to go and have been known to break bones on similar ones around.

Have clocked up 430 km so far on the odometer with the little extras along the way.

Special thanks to Marks son at the pemberton camp school whom sacrificed his new derailler hanger that he just fitted to allow gregs bike to be fixed for the ride tomorrow.

Evening prayers about tomorrows plans and then most scurried of to rest in prep for a big day with 80 km planned. An early start and plans to put sweeper car with trailer for those that arent confident. Personally I think everyone can do it. Its just a question of whether daylight will allow.