It probably goes without saying that it was another day of rain, but a lot of fun all the same.
Our route took us right through the middle of "Ned Kelly" country and we stopped for our coffee at "Glenrowan" the village of his last stand and capture - we went and saw where Ann Jones's (no relation) Inn stood and where he was holed up with the police just across the road.
Again our route pretty much followed the Hume Freeway but on quiet back roads - so quiet in fact that at one point the seal became gravel, then became less gravel, then became gravel strips with grass down the middle then finally becoming mostly grass with a little bit of gravel. We wondered as we progressed whether or not there was going to be an exit for us from this trail and fortunately there was and the flooding and creek crossings we had to do were only ankle deep!
We founf another lovely town "Violet Town" with a cafe and we made thi sour lunch stop. It was the local counillor's day to hold counsel for his constituents and as you might expect he was happy to chat with us about his Shire (and very clean toilets). He was also able to answer my question about the size of the farms and it seems the norm would be in the 3- 5,000 acre range and that made sense when on sees the size of the paddocks. With all this rain they have very "New Zealand" paddocks full of feed - however they are naturally worried as all this feed will turn in to "fuel" ahead of the Bushfire season!
From there we carried on in to Euroa in between showers and downpours which has become the norm for our daily rides. What was not normal nor expected was my puncture! Even very good tyres were no barrier to what was equivalent to a 1 cm fine sewing needle that went through the middle of the tyre and the tube! Fortunately it happened during one of the reasonably "dry" periods!
We are now out of the "hills" and so our rides only have a few hundred metres of climbing involved.
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