Cycling Australia Diaries
| Sunday 17th August 2003 | 52km (1855km) | Day 32 of 77 |
Started a little late today as we discovered that our panniers had worn holes through the bike rack (due to continual corrugations) so had to patch it up with gaffa tape. Passed over many sand dunes today and made good progress to the next station where we refilled our water supplies. By mid afternoon we came across rocky desert which slowed us down considerably. Camped by a dry creek bed where we were glad to find some dead fire wood, a scarce resource out here.
| Monday 18th August 2003 | 84km (1939km) | Day 33 of 77 |
The rocky country continued all day today so we had little time to rest. We are generally reluctant to stop very long anyway as the flies swarm in quickly and it is difficult to get rid of them. Late in the day we decided to risk a shortcut taking us across a long dissipated track and a ford. Camped near the Dig Tree on the banks of a broad water hole which was covered in Cockatoos and Pelicans!

| Tuesday 19th August 2003 | 56km (1995km) | Day 34 of 77 |
Pushed through to Innamincka quickly during the morning and were confronted by many shocked travellers. People are usually suprised to see us out here on push bikes and all seem to be interested in our journey. We eventually worked our way out of the intense sun and into the Pub where we enjoyed some long awaited South Australian Beer.
| Wednesday 20th August 2003 | 0km (1995km) | Day 35 of 77 |
Decided to have a rest day today, despite having good tailwinds, so that we could save our energy for the upcoming stretch which will be our most remote/difficult. Met a very welcoming local family today who fed us lunch and invited us to crash the night. Sat around the campfire all night drinking beer and chatting.

| Thursday 21st August 2003 | 51km (2046km) | Day 36 of 77 |
After a quick breakfast/lunch of meat pies, we set off into strong headwinds towards Birdsville via the Walkers Crossing track. Took a 12km detour to visit the site of Wills' original grave. Some travellers gave us a much appreciated icy cold beer which we drank under the shade of the Coolabahs. Winds increased but we managed to battle through to a dry water hole where we camped for the night.