Day 3 was pretty uneventful. Got up at 7.30am (ish). Left Tintinara at 8.45am, heading into the wind for Keith.
The first 40km's was just hell. The head wind would gust up and almost stop you in your tracks (reported to be 30 kph). Garry almost had a melt down from the 'De-motivator' (what he nick named the head wind) and threatened to catch the train a couple of times. But he got through it. Even Jason yelled at the wind at one stage.
I guess the most interesting thing that happened in the first 40km's was the hunt for strange noises from our bikes. Jasons seat was squeaking a little but the most difficult to find was Garry's rattle. It sounded like something tapping on the spokes but do you think we could find it? In the end it was a strap that was just dangling a little on the back.
We did find out about some bloke who turned a massive amount of unfertile land into fertile land. Kind of interesting.
Lunch was had at Keith where we saw one of our sponsors, SRAM, on their way to the Mountain Bike National Champs in Adelaide.
At lunch Jason bought some oranges but decided that he didnt want both. Interest of wasting it he mounted it to his bike. Garry wasnt sure it would stay on but it did.
The next section from Keith to Bordertown went very smoothly. Another 40 odd km's but nothing really happened. Ummm... we had a break 20km's in. That was about it. Oh hang on. Jason went to the bathroom in a gaol. There you go something did happen.
From Bordertown to Kaniva was a little different. The first 20km's to the border (Yes Bordertown isnt the actual border. Go figure) went well.
But Garry didnt do so well on the next 23km's. He simply ran out of puff and struggled the rest of the way into Kaniva.
The Colonial Gardens Motor Inn was a welcome site. Paul and Paula were fantastic and shouted us a room for the night, and the food at the dinner down the road was great. Chicken schnitzel and chips with cheese on top. Yum.
That's that. Day 4 to come.
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