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  Blog 14 May 25 Monday, Jugiong to Yass For a couple of months now I’ve had this unsettling sense that I’m being stalked Emerging from our motel room in Jugiong we cycled about a kilometre back into the village to an attractive little cafe for our breakfast. It was very cold and we were keen to sit inside and found ourselves a long table and with 5 people already seated on it. To our surprise, we were greeted there by name, although we didn’t recognise anyone. It turned out they were Rotarians from our presentation at Coolamon and we had a very pleasant breakfast chatting to them, mostly about farming again. The bowls of granola we ordered were very generous (as usual Joyce was overfaced with the serve and got them to put half of hers into a container for later consumption) and probably the best we've ever had, so we were reluctant to leave.  Old Hume Highway Old Hume Highway could use some attention We wrestled with the route we were planning because the most direct route was ent

Blog #13

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  The Murrumbidgee River Today’s ride was only about 40 km across the flat country between Coolamon and Junee along the main road called the Canola Way because canola is the major crop in this fertile area. We didn’t really need more coffee after the Cheese Factory in Coolamon but, with no time pressure for such a brief ride, hey, why not, we paused at the Marrar cafe. Marrar was a settlement comprising not much more than a crossroads and a cafe where we sat in warm sun on the patio to drink our coffee and revel in the relaxing day. Soon a man approached and asked if either of us was a medical doctor, which set alarm bells going in case I was to be asked to perform CPR or extricate someone from a car wreck. But, how did he know I was a doctor? Turns out Greg had spent the previous couple of days in the company of our host to be in Junee, Bill, attending a funeral of one of their classmates from 60 years before. Greg obviously heard the story of the tandem ride and put two and two toget

Blog #12 Dear Bloggies

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  Blog 12   Dear Bloggies, these blogs continue to stutter along in fits and starts because I don’t get any time free of distractions and, after a couple of days, I’ve lost track of the detail of what happened. Hope it all makes sense! Lovely Ports Don’t you love these names? Tuesday May 14 I forgot to mention in the last blog that, on the way to Albury, we got flagged down by a motorist who said that she’d read all about us in the newspaper - our 15 minutes of fame! - and we spent some time chatting with her by the side of the road before continuing our journey. Albury is a city we often visited when we were living in Myrtleford, but we never really explored the parklands by the Murray. They were a bit of a revelation to us. They were beautiful. Better still, they had a cycleway, which led us almost directly to our next hosts, Rodney and Jozette, from the North Albury Rotary club. We discovered that that this club was very large and supported a number of ‘clubs’ within the club, such