After leaving the deserted town, it’s just a small hop to the turn off that officially begins the “Road of Bones”
So grateful for Walter taking photos, because all I can do it pay attention to the road. I barely get to take in the scenery. Sometimes I keep my head straight, but turn my eyes for a split second to try to take in at least something of this beautiful land other than looks of the road conditions. ;-)
Sometimes he would stop and get off the bike.. we would take a moment to step back and ponder or consider any other paths or ideas. This ash is not like sand or mud. It is so soft and really thick, literally nothing to give the tires any traction.
I've never had a baby, but I made up for it here.. push! push! push!! Gee whiz, when we finally got up to the road, the labor was over.. What a massive relief!
Yep, this is the road.. if there was any question before, we can now confirm this is an UNMAINTAINED road!! It was around midnight at this stage. We get through the water and trees with that little bit of remaining road you can see on the right. I have never been this physically tired in my life! I have done my share of challenges, the 21 km run last year; which was tiring, but it was finished in 2 hours. Looking at all the fallen trees in the road ahead of us, Walter makes an executive decision to stop for the night. We have no idea how many more trees to get through, and even though I did not contribute to the decision, I was so glad when it was called!!
I remember only taking one challenge at a time.. Writing this now, I wonder why I didn’t worry about the bushfire being a problem for several hundred kilometres and how long it would take to get through..