I took backroads from Canberra up to Sydney, and had some wonderful riding, except for the last 30 minutes or so when a downpour hit me hard.
I stopped to take a quick picture, just as a couple rain drops started coming down.
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From most people I spoke with, Canberra got a pretty bad wrap as far as Australian cities are concerned. I guess I can understand this from the point of view of someone living there, but for someone just traveling through for a few days, I think it’s a great place to stop.
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From Melbourne, I took a couple days to ride up to Tottenham, a small town that wouldn’t typically end up on the list of places to see in Australia.
I took the scenic route on the way up, via the Great Alpine Road
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Outside of the Flinder’s Range, I made my way towards the Grampians National Park. On the way, I passed Pink Lake…pretty creative name!
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I’m out of National Park territory and heading back south.
Rather than going back down the Stuart Highway (the main north/south road through the middle of Australia, and the road I took north through Coober Pedy and to Uluru) the whole way, I headed east off of it, on the Oodnadatta Track, a dirt track, which was smooth, fast, and nearly empty (there was a period of over 3 hours where I saw only 3 cars). The route it follows is the Old Ghan Railway, so you can often see the old track bed or small bridges from the road.
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Much like the previous week of riding, the last day of riding to Uluru has been flat, straight, and pretty empty…and the whole time, I was getting more and more anxious, just waiting to see Uluru start showing up on the horizon…
And just when you’re about to lose your mind…there it is…
…wait…I don’t remember the pictures of Uluru making it look so mesa-like…
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It’ll take two long days worth of riding to get up to Uluru, and Coober Pedy is right at the halfway point, and from what I’d heard, it is worth a visit anyway.
As you can see, the scenery on the way is rather Nullarbor-ish
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I came to Port Lincoln for one reason, and one reason only. For about 10 years, I’ve wanted to cage dive with great white sharks, and this is one of the best places for it.
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From Fremantle, I had a few long days of riding to get to Port Lincoln.
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I made a stop for a couple days in Fremantle, which is immediately south of Perth, and does a good job of making it feel like you aren’t in a place as big as Perth. I didn’t have time to do a whole lot, other than get some work done on the bike, and check out one of the museums in town. Oh, and I found this statue of Bon Scott.
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a pat on a motorcycle 