Tired, Shocked, or Numb?

I am sitting alone here in the Apollo Hotel in Biloela, trying to figure out what to write. It’s not that I don’t have anything to write about; in fact I have too much, since I haven’t posted in a while. There’s a collection of thoughts just sitting in my “draft posts” bin. But I …

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This Is Not Appalachia

Today I am in Moranbah (mo’-ranba). What a shock it was to arrive here. A few days ago, I was in a dead town called Mt. Coolon. It was once a gold town, but that mine had dried up. Someone said that Moranbah was in Australia’s coal country. I imagined something like America’s Appalachian coal …

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The Eastern Southward Ride

When I first planned my Australia ride, it was primarily to ride the Outback. The specific route was meticulously planned because I had to know when and where I would get my food and water. Riding in the desert required this attention. The outback ride was a coast-to-coast journey, from Perth to Townsville. What I …

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From Winton to Townsville: A Pictograph

Winton is basically where I end my Outback Australia ride. From there, I head to Townsville, a seaside port on the east coast of Australia. It is no longer desert. It was a total of 8 days to go from Winton to Townsville. Following is a pictograph of my ride into Townsville from Winton Winton …

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Random Images Along the Way 6

Birdsville to Winton