A solid turn out of eighteen riders was at Rosedale for the
run to Gormandale. The numbers were better than I expected with the rather wet
conditions that morning in the Sale area. One extra rider was Geoff from
Bairnsdale, a former regular rider from some years past. Of note also was our
backup, Tim the Tramper, which in my time with Sadsacs was the first Tramps
member to do this task.
Unlike the Sale area, conditions were fine but cool as we
headed south towards Willung. One of our Tramps visitors was Leah, who was on
her final training ride before jetting off to France to tackle the Alp d’Huez.
We wish her well in her endeavours. For this ride we had our full, well not
counting the McKimms, compliment of electric bikes with Alister and Ann. Some
of the other riders could have used that assistance later in the ride. At the
Merriman’s Creek stop we lost one of our number, with Shirley having to head
back for another engagement. After covering another 10 km we arrived at the
Willung South Road.
At this point riders had to make the call as to whether to
take the short cut to Gormandale. As with last time three chose the shortcut.
For the others it was off on an adventure. The road is rather gentle for the
first few kilometres before pitching up for most of the last seven. The group
spread out somewhat with only lingering sickness in the front runners limiting
the gap. By the top around 25 minutes was the damage. Linden was up front
ensuring the mountain climbers still put in an effort. As expected Alister
whirred past near the summit. Once we regrouped at the bus shelter just the
plummet to Gormandale was left prior to lunch.
The advance group must have been on their third coffee by
the time we arrived. Lunch by the oval was very pleasant with Master Chef Tim
providing all the sweet treats that he is famous for. It certainly is my cup of
tea.
Once we had finished relaxing it was back on the bikes for
the final run to Rosedale. After we had cleared the climb and run down onto the
flat we were surprised with ideal conditions in the form of a solid tailwind.
Our average speed over the last ten kilometres was outside the generally
accepted limits for a Sadsac run. Suitably packed, we retired to the adjacent
coffee house to relax after a big day.
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