Unacceptable losses

Not only did I realize this morning I’ve lost my Team Moustache cycling bibs, when I pulled into a service station about 40km into my day I noticed my sleeping mat was hanging off the side and…..

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The extremely nice, moderately expensive hammock lent to me by a friend was gone. Fuck. With over 100km ahead this was the last thing I wanted. Unloaded all my gear at the station and headed back. Would ride the whole thing if needed. Luckily it was only about 7km back but still took up about 45 minutes. And just as I guessed it was under one of the trees with a magpie that attacked me before. I choose to blame the bird.

Loosin’ my shit

Today I lost..
My last bandana.
An incredibly useful tea towel.
My sacred Foster’s bar towel I stole from a pub in London because the bartender was being a jerk.

Not a good day for hanging onto things.

Work work work

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Twelve-thirty and I’ve done just over 25km. Awesome. But! I did do my 3 biggest climbs of the day and took an hour long technical interview for an upcoming job. So that’s something. Think i earned that cumquat cake.

Slow day

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Going to take it slow and easy today. Yesterdays big roll took it our of me and now my knees and ankles are feeling it. On top of that I camped too close to the road and the trucks where engine breaking before enter town and to wake me up I’m pretty sure. 9am ans I’m enjoying my second coffee, going to see about a camp chair then rollout. Still cannot find a flag..