Jan 26: East Coast Encounters

Moulting Bay (St Helen’s) -> Lagoon Beach (Chain of Lagoons)

Distance cycled: 56 km
Ave: 16.2 km/h
Max speed: 57.6 km/h

After breakfasting on granola and yogurt and the remainder of the fresh blueberries, we headed back through town on our way south.

We ran into some admirers on a nice trail out of St Helen’s, and passed several potential stealth camp spots that could’ve saved us about 18km of detour to Moulting Bay. Alas. 
We stopped to visit a lookout – the coastline here is beautiful, with big beaches and fine sand. It is very dry.

As we returned to our bikes, we were approached by a couple of youths on bikes.

A witness testimony by Jessi:

As our group’s expert about youths (both due to my work at the youth clinic, and my general youthful demeanor), I have been tasked with detailing our encounter with two youths on our way to Scamander. We first encountered them when we had stopped at a lookout where they rode their mountain bikes across the road to specifically tell us that they had biked from St Helens; a 20km ride which we had also done, and thus thought was quite reasonable given their youth and enthusiasm. We later found out that, like youth everywhere, they had LIED to us! We met up with them again 10 minutes later in Scamander where we had all stopped for snacks (my pregnancy craving for popcicles is now seasonally appropriate!). They admitted that they were actually from the next town over (a few km up the road), and seemed absolutely flabbergasted that we were biking so far.

We encountered them again another 15 minutes later when I had to stop to pee at a public bathroom just down the road and they expressed again their shock and awe at our biking prowess. We gave them a motivating pep talk about how they too could bike tour and really, they already have bikes and we had witnessed their snacking skills so they are pretty much set. I am confident that we have inspired a future generation of bike packers.

That is a faithful account of all my dealings with those youths.

We stopped for lunch on the beach. Chairs and rocks do a great job at keeping sand where it belongs.
We set up camp at Chain of Lagoons camping by the beach (although rejected cooking on the beach because soft sand + wind = much less gourmet). 
Perhaps it’s our fragrance, perhaps it’s our looks, or perhaps it’s our approachable personalities, but we attracted several visitors to our campsite.
Renate is an 82-year-old travelling in her van.  She imigrated with her two kids (then 7 and 9) from Hamburg to Tasmania, and has lived here for the last 50 years, and was quite keen to share a bottle of wine with us (after her initial offer of hard boiled eggs was declined in favour of the SFG cookup).

Renate was barely gone when Ray, of Oportune Piano tuning van, stopped by. We had seen her van pass us multiple times – she’s mostly on holiday but has several days of work lined up in Hobart and Queenstown. 

Renate came back, interrupting a visit from a guy with a Scottish accent (no photo, so imagine a muscular young man wearing a floral shirt over a singlet with some necklaces, a cowboy hat, and a cigar) who came by and wanted to get some load carrying advice – apparently he’s also travelling by bike, but is using a trailer, which is proving difficult to manage on some of the trails!

Fortunately, this is as close as the possums got to the SFG supply stash.

Alice (with expert testimony from Dr. Jessica Tamura-Wells)

4 thoughts on “Jan 26: East Coast Encounters

    1. aliceesor's avatar aliceesor says:

      They may be, but the birds here also have devils, quolls, etc to deal with so it’s not like nz where birds evolved without that threat. Fortunately, they are not nearly as crafty or motivated as the Newcastle raccoons (or other raccoons for that matter!)

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    1. aliceesor's avatar aliceesor says:

      I suspect this was stove relight before it had fully cooled down, possibly with forgetting to turn off the gas after letting the preheating pan thing fill… the possums haven’t participated in our food at all!

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