Apart from a bruised pride, Ursi recovered well yesterday after a couple of magnesium tablets, warm shower and a cold beer before dinner (shared a parmie (Chicken parmigiana) and flathead fillets with veges, salad, chips, red wine for Ursi and the holy water for me) at our hotel (pub) below)
We were both good as gold the next morning, i.e. today on a glorious sunny autumn day. Took us a while to get out of Yackandandah due to road closures but with a couple of calls to my mate, Ellwood, we finally managed to get en route to Wodonga via the Hume Weir, slightly longer but very scenic.
As usual, we stopped to take photos and occasionally had dried apricots and/or nuts for energy and this occasion next to a corn field.
Today's ride was on the most part flat except for a section in Tangambalanga and the hundreds of flies encountered on the bike trial along the Weir. Welcome to the life of a tourer. Anyway, coming back to Tangambalanga, what a mouthful.
Other than the welcoming sign, there was not a lot to the village other than the steady and steep climb out of it. After every climb there's always welcoming down hiller much to the delight of a tourer 😎 and this was no different; it led us straight to the Hume Weir and what a sight it was too plus it was where my mate, Ellwood was born and grew up as a kid. What a beautiful place for a kid to grow up.
By now we were on the old rail trail along the Weir converted into a shared walking and cycling (and horses too) path all the way into Wodonga.
Much to our disappointment, not a single spit stop for a coffee or a chai latte along the way but plenty of flies, sun and fun of touring. Tonight we are off to the local pub for a bite to eat shortly and tomorrow off to Wangaratta. Must say, we have wonderful town names.
For more photos of today's stage, follow this link: https://photos.app.goo.gl/fVB947gx15Qzhs8C8
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