stats. Today 91.5km Trip 257.0km
Final day of the ride, best weather so far! Sticking my head out of the tent at around 6.30 am there was not a breath of wind, the sun was rising and the bay was as flat as a mirror. We left Rye around 10 am, in bright sunshine, but with a chill still in the air.
It always amazes me how much traffic there is on the stretch of road between Sorrento and Mornington, I guess to my subconscious the road doesn’t seem to go anywhere, it just ends at the heads, so where do all the cars come from? Unfortunately it seems that each time I ride along here I could also ask “where do all the idiots come from,” as there always seem to be yobs in V8s and 4WDs determined to show their masculinity by pushing cyclists off the road. Today was no exception. A blue ute, JOOST-1, made the biggest impression, sliding past in a shower of gravel around a blind bend near Mornington, his driving skills astounding all…
The good weather and Cup day holiday had also brought out every boat owner in Melbourne! It certainly seemed that way, with every beach, boat ramp and bay packed with fishing boats, pleasure boats and sail boats of all descriptions. Later on as we passed over the Patterson river the launching yard looked like complete mayhem, I’ve never seen it so crowded.
A cold drink at the Mornington hotel, then ten kilometres of noisy, busy road to Frankston. The swooping descent down Oliver’s hill makes it all worthwhile. Then warily through Frankston, watching for opening doors, abuse, and swerving rusty bombs… Out of Frankston and on up the Chelsea before turning off onto Station street, somehow we managed to catch every set of traffic lights just as they went red. The Bridge hotel at Mordialloc was starting to fill with punters and partiers as we passed to turn off into Beach road. From here it is straight up Beach road back to the city.
Where?
Rye(-38.3666667,144.8166667), Melbourne.
