Oct 18, 2014

Just had a lovely run by the Adelaide Oval and along the Torrens River. As good a place to run as anywhere in the world.

Later we catch a bus to the Nuttbush Sheep Station on the Eyre Peninsula where we begin cycling tomorrow. It’s a significant point from the world run, as Nuttbush was a stopover the day Eric ran 56 km with me to set a new record for furthest anyone had run with me in a single day, breaking Chook’s record of 55 km at the time. Eric is here again and is looking forward to again seeing the scene of his glory.


On This Day


Oct 18, 2012

Distance today = 55.48 km; Total distance = 13,360.06 km; Location = New York City – 40 47.585′ N, 73 58.345′ W; Start time = 0841, Finish time = 1723


Wow, that was a big day, on all levels. For the past two days I’ve been running through the great conurbation that is the US east coast. It’s all urban, with no rural scenes anymore. This means lots of traffic lights and kerbs and gutters and intersections and traffic.

Early on, I was met by a local called Tom, a guy we met at dinner last night. He took many photos of me running through his home town, and introduced me to some local vendors who had Noo Joyzee accents right out of The Sopranos. I’d also like to thank Tom very much for his kind donation to Oxfam. I really appreciate it.

I then headed through Newark, where I caught a glimpse of the New York City skyline. I’ve been to NYC many times before, but this is the first time I’ve ever run to here. It felt very satisfying, knowing I started in San Francisco and am now in New York.

I ducked into a Burger King to use the amenities. Playing loudly on the intercom inside was Peter Frampton’s Do you Feel Like I Do from the 1976 Frampton Comes Alive album. My friend Anthony had the album, and we used to listen to it all the time with our other friends, Watto and Gordon. If you guys are reading this, I hope it brings back memories like it did for me.

Soon after, I reached a highly industrial stretch which provided some of the most awful running conditions I’ve endured so far. Heavy traffic, no shoulders, and ugly scenery made it a real chore. Thankfully, it only lasted a few miles.

I finally crossed the Hudson River late in the day. I had to run all the way to the George Washington Bridge, before heading south to the city. Since the Hudson is directly connected to the ocean at this point, it means I’ve now officially crossed the North American continent. It’s the first continent I’ve ever run across, but won’t be the last.

The run through the upper west side of Manhattan was intense. One always has to be on the alert for traffic, and there’s so much going on, it’s hard to concentrate on anything but what’s happening around you. And it’s almost impossible for Carmel to follow me in the car, so, consequently, there are no recent photos.

Tomorrow I will run further through Manhattan. The day will also include an interview with the Good Day New York television show.