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  • Day65

    The Day we Rode to Toora

    May 5 in Australia ⋅ ⛅ 13 °C

    A couple of days ago I had never even heard of Toora. It was only was I was using Google Maps to study the Great Southern Rail Trail that I first saw its name. It showed up on the map as a location about 15km from Foster. At the time I suspected that it was one of the place names that exists only on the map. Australia has hundreds of those places, bearing all sorts of weird and wonderful names.

    We had been planning to ride the Great Southern Rail Trail, starting at Fish Creek and then riding towards Port Welshpool. Since we did not intend to ride all the way to the end, I had been looking for a logical place to stop and U turn. I had absolutely no idea of what a delightful town it would turn out to be.

    On the day of the planned ride, we awoke to a rather threatening sight. It had obviously been raining overnight and it looked like it might not be the fine day the Weather Bureau had promised. Never the less, we are eternal optimists, so I packed the bikes on the car, hoping that the sunshine would break through.

    About 30 minutes later we had arrived at Fish Creek and the clouds were finally starting to break up. After the torrential rain of the past few days, we were not sure what sort of condition the trail would be in. We were pleased to find that, apart from quite a few fallen trees, the trail was actually in excellent condition for riding.

    The first 7 km of the trail is a steady climb up the Hoddle Range, but the effort is well worth it. At the top of the climb you are rewarded with what must be one of the finest views in our state. The view is even better when the sky is clear and the wind is still - just like it was today.

    After taking some time to enjoy the panorama, we continued down the other side of rhe range, past Foster and on to the mysterious Toora. I had never ridden this part of the trail before and was keen to see just what it was like. We certainly were not disappointed. It is every bit as beautiful as the section between Fish Creek and Foster.

    With fewer trees to shade the sun, we even started to warm up. It turned out to be a perfect day for this type of ride. Since we did not really know what to look for to know when we had reached Toora, we started to look out for any signs that might indicate we were getting close.

    We eventually came across an old guy walking the trail (well he was about our age). I asked him if this was the way to Toora. He explained that there were many ways to get to Toora and this was one of them. About 10 minutes later we rode into one of the prettiest little towns we had ever seen. With its single main street and old classic Australian shops down either side, it looked absolutely idyllic.

    Even though it was about 12.30 pm, we must have somehow beaten the peak hour traffic. The street was pretty well deserted. We went in search of a place to buy coffee and lunch, but did not hold out much hope. We had packed a couple of muesli bars as part of our contingency plan, but we did not need them.

    At the high end of the Main St we discovered a lovely little cafe, bearing the name "Latte Dah". Although the sit down part was closed because of the COVID 19 pandemic, they were still serving take away food and drinks. We took them across the road to eat and drink in the warm sunshine. It had not taken us long to decide that Toora was a place that we definitely wanted to come back to.

    The return ride was completed without mishap or puncture, but when we arrived back at our car we had a rather unsettling time. A police car slowly drove past us and then pulled into the car park in front. We expected that we were about to get a thorough grilling from the two young police officers.

    A police woman climbed out and looked towards us. I tried to put on my "I'm only a silly old man" look to get her sympathy. It must have worked, because she walked right past us and went off to inspect the nearby picnic ground instead. We took the opportunity to drive off.

    While driving back to Inverloch we both decided that it had been one of the most enjoyable rides we had done in some time. Although it was only about 50 km in length, it was certainly a ride will will repeat whenever we are staying in the area.
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  • Day78

    Back to Toora

    May 18 in Australia ⋅ ⛅ 11 °C

    A couple of weeks ago Maggie and I rode the Great Southern Rail Trail from Fish Creek to Toora and back again. We enjoyed it so much that we could not wait to repeat the ride. When Dan Andrews announced that we could start to participate in small group outdoor activities again, it was just the opportunity we were looking for. All we had to do was wait for a suitable fine weather day.

    When the forecast was for perfect conditions for today, we contacted David and Carol and also Sue and Gordon to see if they would like to join us. They were obviously just as keen as we were to exercise our new freedom and so we all met at Fish Creek for the start of what was to be an amazing ride.

    Although it was the first time we had seen our good friends for many weeks. we resisted the urge to hug and kiss. Instead, we talked to them from a distance of about 3 metres away. We were soon on our way under a clear sky and without a breath of wind. It certainly felt fantastic to be able to share a ride in such perfect conditions.

    After a stop at the lookout at the top of the Hoddle Range, we continued on past Foster and onto Toora. That is where we made our way back to the Latte Dah cafe for lunch (take away of course). I sat down to enjoy my hamburger and chips, but I had barely started when disaster struck. When I picked up the hamburger, I did not take into account the fact that the rest of the tray would be unbalanced. In the blink of an eye the tray somersaulted off the seat and spread my entire serve of chips all over the ground. To say I was not happy would be an understatement. At least the hamburger was delicious. I suspect that the chips would have been also.

    After lunch, we rode back down the main street back to the bike trail. We then rode in the opposite direction, past the huge dairy factory and out to Toora Beach. Actually there is not much of a beach there as it is all surrounded by acres of mangrove swamps. In some ways it reminded me of Le Croisic in France, except there were no salt pans at Toora.

    The ride back was achieved without incident and we stopped for more coffees in Fish Creek. We feel it is our duty to support local coffee shops in this way. It was one of the best day rides we have ever done and we all rated it as the perfect ten.
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  • Day60

    On the road

    May 12, 2017 in Australia ⋅ ☀️ 17 °C

    Die letzten 2 Tage waren wir so gut wie nur auf der Straße, um ein paar Kilometer zu schaffen. Nur ein kurzer Stopp in Bright, wo wir nochmal einkaufen waren, tanken und sowas, und dann ein Campingplatz mitten der Pampa. Es war so kalt in der Nacht, dass morgens noch alles weiß und gefroren war. Aber allein die Fahrt ist einfach der Hammer, die ganzen Landschaften, die Berge, die Serpentinenstraßen und die Ausblicke zwischendurch. Wie perfekt das wäre für eine Motorradtour!! Wir sind sogar durch ein Skigebiet gefahren, in dem allerdings noch kein Schnee lag. Aber das dauert bestimmt nicht mehr lang. Wir sind ein paar mal auf dem Weg angehalten, um ein paar Minuten die unglaublichen Ausblicke zu genießen und Fotos zu machen. Am nächsten Tag ging es dann direkt weiter Richtung Melbourne, bzw. Richtung Wilsons Promontory Marine National Park. Doch nach 6 Stunden Fahrt hatten wir alle keine Lust mehr und haben den restlichen Nachmittag schon auf dem nächsten Campingplatz verbracht. Immerhin haben wir schon um die 1000 km hinter uns gebracht mittlerweile.

    Vielleicht kann ich jetzt mal ein bisschen mehr zu Leuten erzählen. JB ist Künstler. Er studiert Fine Arts in seiner Heimatstadt Paris und hat in Sydney sein Auslandssemester gemacht. Man merkt es ihm total an, dass er so ein Freigeist ist. Und seine 2 Kameras plus Stativ und mehreren Objektiven sind immer dabei. Aber er ist cool drauf, hat einen guten Musikgeschmack und ist sehr umgänglich.

    Will ist unser Chefkoch. Er kümmert sich gerne um das Essen, auch wenn es gerne mal ne Stunde länger dauert. Ich kann ihn aber irgendwie noch nicht so ganz einschätzen. Er hat sich dazu entschieden, in den ganzen 40 Tagen, die wir planen unterwegs zu sein, nicht die Haare zu waschen. Und von den drei Jungs hat er die längsten Haare. Mal schauen was das gibt. Er hat in Brüssel gerade die Schule beendet vor Australien und will immer deutsch lernen. Sein Lieblingswort: "Waldeinsamkeit". Wie auch immer er darauf gekommen ist. Wenn er das sagt hört es sich an wie "Wallheiserkei". Vor dem Roadtrip hat er 6 Monate in Sydney als Waiter in einem deutschen Restaurant gearbeitet.

    Fenris kommt aus Lübeck und ist genau wie Will gerade fertig mit der Schule und war schon 8 Monate in Australien. Ich würde sagen, mit ihm und JB verstehe ich mich am Besten, was bei ihm vielleicht auch ein bisschen an der Sprache liegt. Obwohl wir eigentlich immer versuchen, Englisch zu sprechen, damit die anderen uns auch verstehen. Er war schon mit seinem eigenen Auto an der kompletten Ostküste und hat als Bee-keeper richtig gut verdient.

    Und Laurine, ebenfalls aus Paris und Flugbegleiterin. Sie ist das Prinzesschen und am liebsten tun alle das, was sie auch mag. Wenn ihr was nicht gefällt, beschwert sie sich allerdings immer auf französisch, sodass Will oder JB immer Übersetzer spielen müssen. Einmal mochte sie das Essen nicht, aber statt schon beim einkaufen was zu sagen, beschwert sie sich erst nachdem wir das schon 2 Tage gegessen haben. Sie hat den Trip auch vorher bis ins kleinste Detail geplant, inklusive Straßen, auf denen wir fahren, Campingplätze und Zeitpläne. Natürlich ist es unmöglich, sich daran zu halten.
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  • Day170

    Franklin River Reserve Campground

    December 22, 2018 in Australia ⋅ ☀️ 17 °C

    Depart pour Wilson Promontary National Park.
    Premier arrêt à franklin reserve un camping gratuit dans la nature. On se familiarise: on est sans eau courante, ni électricité, ni poubelles sur place.mais avec la voiture.
    On decouvre une façon de voyager populaire et très australienne.
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Toora, Тура

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