Jun 27, 2022
Only two days till my appointment with the orthopaedic surgeon who will determine what needs to be done to cure my chronic heel issue. I should have some meaningful feedback by the next blog post.
The world run offering for today includes my meeting Frankie J Holden (video below) in Norseman on this day in 2013. I’ve also added a link to one of his most famous songs from the mid 70s – it’s worth a watch. You’ll easily pick Frankie. For those familiar with the cast of Hey Hey, It’s Saturday, the sax player in the video is Wilbur Wilde.
June 25, 2013
Distance today = 52.26 km; Total distance = 22,102.67 km; Location = Norseman (26 km east of) – 32 05.109’ S, 122 01.056′ E; Start time = 0750, Finish time = 1607
And so begins the Nullarbor. At lunch time I reached the Eyre Highway in Norseman, which is widely considered as the beginning of the Nullarbor. At this stage, however, there are still plenty of trees, and hills.
The day was quite warm for winter, reaching 21C. But once again, the day did not reach any great heights. The highlight was a dry lake I crossed, just before Norseman. It is going to be an interesting psychological challenge, with little variation from day to day over the coming months.
However, the evenings may be a different matter. Last night, for example, was a case in point. At dinner, we met former Ol’ 55 front man and current day actor and TV presenter, Frankie J Holden, along with the TV crew he is travelling with. They’re filming an episode of What’s Up Down Under, travelling the Nullarbor in the opposite direction to my run. We had a good chat about my run, along with some nice red wine. It was definitely a change from the scenery of the day’s running.
June 27, 2013
Distance today = 52.05 km; Total distance = 22,206.57 km; Location = Fraser Range (27 km east of) – 32 04.545’ S, 123 04.398′ E; Start time = 0755, Finish time = 1601
Sorry about yesterday’s missing blog, but that’s par for the course in these parts. We are currently on a 150 km strip of road with no phone reception and no internet, and have been completely out of contact since yesterday morning. I only just found out the State of Origin result, and that we have new Prime Minister.
We’re staying tonight on a sheep station that provides camping and accommodation, and the manager has kindly allowed me to use the farm’s computer to do my work. Unfortunately, there may be other times in the future when you will find no daily report, but it is usually impossible for me to know where this might be ahead of time. The lack of phone reception also means the tracker is not updating at the moment.
The past two days have seen more of the same, with lots of trees and no signs of civilization along the road at all – no towns, no petrol stations, no shops, no houses. The roads are mind-numbingly straight for long stretches, and the traffic is relatively sparse – now down to about one vehicle every three minutes on average.
There was a minor drama today. Carmel has been doing food and drink drops along the course, and I pick these up as I reach the designated locations. This allows her to do various other things during the day, instead of just sitting by the side of the road. It has worked well so far. However, today I reached a spot, only to find that some animal had attacked both the food and drink. Carmel had poured the drink into a zip-lock plastic bag, so that I didn’t have to carry an empty bottle when I’d finished it (I never discard any rubbish, other than in official garbage bins, and the plastic bag can be folded up and placed in my pouch). The animal – and I suspect it was a large bird – had clawed and gnawed through two plastic zip-locks, and had also ripped through the wrapper of a yoghurt-topped muesli bar and consumed the lot. I later found out that a similar thing had happened to a drink Carmel had left a few kilometres back. We might have to put hidden cameras out to catch the culprits.
About the only other excitement for the day was when a brand new Winnebago drove past, the size of a bus, towing a matching trailer that was as big as a caravan. I can only imagine how much that cost. As I said, there’s not much happening along the road.