I've been meaning to do this one for a long time. Nelson Bay was going to be the first place that I would sleep over for the night and now that I've done it, I wish that I had slept over instead of cycling there and back in one day.
Woke up just after 4:00am and had a cold potato as I didn't have any bananas or anything that would do for breakfast. Went back to bed and then woke up a bit later than usual, had a bath and I'm not certain exactly when, but I left home some time after 7:00am. This first photo is the Hunter River about 1.5Kms from my house, just to stir some jealoucy in people who happen to live in Johannesburg or anywhere far from water:)

About 5Kms further I crossed the Stockton Bridge and, laugh if you want, but the bridge itself is a serious bit of uphill. Stopped at the top to take a photograph and I was reminded of my fear of heights... I felt dizzy leaning against a solid concrete railing while taking the photo.

Passed by Stockton and for a while I cycled in between some trees. It may seem silly, but it was quite peaceful and I'd love to find a place where I ride in a forest for a whole day or week. In fact, I think I may have to take a cycling holiday in Tasmania one day.


After the trees I passed by a couple of farms and made my first stop at 19Kms. I didn't feel a need to stop at that point but I didn't know when I'd find another petrol station, which turned out to be a good thing. As I entered the little boys room my stomach said "thank you for playing" and made it very clear that something was wrong. I think I have explained about my stomach before and I was tempted to head back home, but by the time I stepped outside everything seemed okay. Bought some nut bars for the road and headed on.
Still passed a bunch of farms. I don't think farm is actually the right word. In Afrikaans we'd call them "kleinhoewe" - a very small farm. I also passed the Monarch Museum:

There are a couple of wineries on the way and I thought of Eric. I'm certain he would have stopped and made the most of such an opportunity, but there were a number of reasons why I could not do that yesterday. One of them being that I knew this was going to be my longest cycle yet and 2 glasses of wine would have dropped my energy levels to zero. I think the first winery was around 40Kms from home so maybe when I'm feeling lazy one weekend I may make a weekend trip of that: Short ride with some wine on Saturday and short ride with some sleep on the Sunday:)
The road was pretty flat most of the way until I reached Nelson Bay itself. There was a considerable uphill just as I entered Nelson Bay, but here I was again reminded that something else was wrong with my body. While it was a bit of a hill, I should have been able to make it up there. However, halfway up the hill I stopped and pushed my bike up, which is something I hadn't done in a long time. Down the other side was a nice downhill, which translates to a nasty uphill when you turn around:( And then down some more to the first glimpse of the bay:

My first objective was to find a public toilet and I think I found it just in time. As I got off my bike my stomach again said "thank you for playing" and I ran like hell hoping there'd be an empty cubicle.
I don't think I did Nelson Bay any justice with my short visit. It looked like a beautiful little spot and I think the ideal would be to cycle there one day, spend a full day around there and cycle back the third day. Or buy a car and a boat. There were some guys donning scuba gear and I wondered when next I'd get under the water.



Then I started heading back, but by that stage I knew that I had a stomach bug or something as my energy levels were far too low for a 60Km ride. I clocked 60Kms as I went down the hill which I walked up as I entered Nelson Bay. There were a few clouds here and there but generally it was pretty hot yesterday. I made my first stop at 65Kms and then it was a mission to keep going for more than 5Kms at a time. I wouldn't stop for long, but every 5-7Kms I'd get off the bike just to stretch my legs. Fortunately I only had the 3 nut bars to eat the whole day so my stomach actually behaved pretty well. I made it back to the first petrol station and again it felt like I made it just in time, but everything was okay. The last bit of struggle was over the Stockton bridge, which I got off and pushed and I eventually got home around 13:30.
The total trip was 108Kms which is the furthest I've cycled in a day yet. I'm quite happy with that distance, but that last 40Kms was a bit more punishment than I want in a day's ride. I want to blame my stomach, but I think I may not be ready for 100Km rides yet. I started on the 23Km ride to the office this morning, but I took quite a bit of strain on that as well and took a shortcut to miss the most difficult 2Kms of the ride. Tomorrow is holiday, but I don't think I'll do too long a ride - probably keep it less than 70Kms.