Distance today = 51.02 km; Total distance = 25,669.83 km; Location = Mangoplah (12 km north of) – 35 17.257’ S, 147 18.186′ E; Start time = 0842, Finish time = 1623

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The Hud has done it again – he’s a machine. He ran the whole day with me, totalling another 51 km. That means he has run 111 km in the past two days, more than two marathons on consecutive days.

He has set all sorts of records. Besides yesterday’s 60 km being the largest one day total, today he passed Eric’s combined total for two consecutive days of 81 km, and Dave’s combined total for three days of 110 km – and he managed that in just two days. He is also the only person to have run the whole day with me on more than one occasion.

It was amazing to watch him in action – his voracious appetite for records, and his steely determination to achieve them, despite the toll it was taking on his body. I was only going to run 50 km today, but he made me do 51 km, so that he could capture Dave’s record too. The only record he doesn’t have now is Chook’s aggregate of 272 km (Hud is on 195 km). Chook must be quaking in his boots – lucky for him, The Hud and Sue go home tomorrow.

It was an absolutely beautiful day, running through fields of canola under cloudless skies and in windless air. We were visited on the road by Jo’s uncle and aunt, David and Carol. They’d driven out to say hello.

Sue and Carmel went on to Mangoplah, where they met Jenny, who drove down from Sydney today. Jenny was last part of the support crew in Phoenix, in March of last year. It’s good to have her back. Actually, Sue and The Hud were last part of the support crew in Hungary, in April of this year, so we now have several old hands on board.

Maxine, Damien, and the kids passed us too, on their way to the local rugby grand final. They also stopped in to see the girls in the Mangoplah pub.

Tomorrow I run through Wagga Wagga, which I have been looking forward to since last year. One reason is that is means I’m close to home, but it also allows me to catch up with my old mate from the mid 70s, Watto Watto from Wagga Wagga. Watto is Mr Simile, or is it The Simile King? More on that in tomorrow’s blog.