NZAU Day 42 Cudal (“Cuddle”)

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We had a good night at the Townhouse, and starting out on another back road, we had a lot of flat ahead, but also a headwind. Our target today is Cudal, a very small town, perhaps too small, as other than a campground, there doesn’t seem to be too much going on there: a bistro that closes at 4, no grocery, no pubs, and one hotel that’s pretty pricey, and completely remotely operated. We picked Cudal in order to get a little closer to our friend, Stephen, who was going to come pick us up to take us back to his home in Coolah. Also, it was only 80km (51 miles) from Cowra, so no big push like yesterday’s 120km (80 miles).

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NZAU Day 41 Koorawatha Cowra

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Anne and David were long gone by the time we got up. We got the instructions for closing up and taking care of the dog from them last night. Dana tried to take the dog for a walk, but he was having none of it. We made our breakfast and tried to make friends, but he was very recalcitrant. I pumped all the tires up with David’s real pump and off we went toward our next destination, a hotel/campground in Koorawatha.

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NZAU Day 40 Coota-bloody-mundra

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Ahhhh. Very good sleep and much needed rest — for me, at least. Dana was raring to go, but we both forgot the name of where we were going and Janet suggested “Coota-bloody-mundra” as a memory jog. It worked (though we didn’t add the “bloody” part when we were actually in Cootamundra). After making our coffee and posing for some quick pics, Ian was off on an exercise outing with friends.

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NZAU Day 38 Wagga Wagga

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At the campground, coffee is usually the first task, then nature’s calls, then breakfast, then breaking camp. While not always in that order, though, it was pretty much the way it went today as we prepped to get to Wagga Wagga. Remember Janet and Ian who we met at the campground in Princetown? Well, we are taking them up on their offer to stay with them and that’s our goal for the day, just 100 km (60 miles) away, and with some moderate climbing compared to what we’ve been doing. I truly thought we’d be on a train to Sydney by now, but Dana had other plans.

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NZAU Day 37 Culcairn

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We had a great rest at Kirsten’s and really appreciated her letting us stay there. Our plan was to head north and hopefully make Culcairn late in the afternoon. We packed up, cleaned up, and headed across the street to Chris’s & Lauren’s to repeat our thanks and say good-bye. We hadn’t actually met Chris, so that was another reason to stop. We shared quick synopses of our tours — Chris had ridden from St. Louis to NYC and had his bike stolen on his last day in the states. Ouch.

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NZAU Day 36 Yackandandah

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In the morning after a good rest and a hearty breakfast, we took a walk around Ian’s and Prue’s Wangaratta neighborhood. Saw a permanent kids’ bicycle training course, complete with a working railroad crossing. Quite a setup — would be great to have something like that in SC (along with an adult version! 😉 Ian then escorted us out of town on the bike path he suggested we take instead of heading straight north. I was happy because it was on 45 miles vs. the two 75+ days we just had.

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NZAU Day 34 Mansfield

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Another good night’s sleep and we were up to see Will off to a job near Mansfield, where we were also headed thanks to his pointing out “The Great Victorian Rail Trail” (GVRT) to us. We also met his neighbors, Bryan and Jessica. Bryan was the orchestrater of the garden, and Jessica is a transplanted American originally hailing from Armonk, NY. Will and Bryan loaded us up with Italian yellow beans which were part of last night’s dinner and made great snacks on the road.

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