Day 99,100 & 101

Day 99 Left early from Katherine as the next stop was 195km to Victoria River. Pleasant enough ride but a strong cross breeze gave me the felling i was pushing into it.  Nothing really happened along the way except i  came across a snake sunning itself and i just rode past it and it didn't move so i stopped and took a photo. Not sure if it was dead or alive so i threw a rock at it and it looked up. It could of been hit by a car earlier because it just laid there till the next car came along and  exploded like bubble wrap and i heard it from 100mts away. Poor bugger.

Mr Bubble wrap

Off i went again and not far down the road i came across this sign and thought what the bloody hell am i doing here

Snakes now this.

Pulled into the first rest area and what now, a bloke walking a fat feral cat on a lead. This is becoming a very weird day

This is just one of the three feral cats he has in his caravan.  No
 mate, I'm right for a cuppa

His a big cuddly boy who likes a scratch just like a domesticated one.

Back on the road and came across where Keith and the boys go every summer up from Port Fairy for there holi's

On the other side of the creek someone had stolen the sign as a souvenir. Bring it back Keith

One more sign made me laugh as i was looking for a place to stop and rest, then i saw this one

Theres no way I'm going down there ,bound to be eaten alive or bitten by a snake with a head on him like Joe Peci. Now that's scary.lol

Finally arrived at Victoria River and booked a basic room for 50 bucks , had a meal and retired for a good nights sleep.
Day 100 was a picturesque ride from Victoria River Road House through the hills to Timber Creek along the Victoria River. Stopped at Timber Creek to check the blog and for suppliers.

Leaving early from V.R R/H . Pic doesn't do it justice.

My first Boab tree of thousands.

Victoria River ,and I'm worried about if I've  enough water.

End up falling in a heap at dusk after about 70kms and set my tent up and had a beautiful night under the stars without my tent cover on so it was like a Michael Jackson Bubble.

The morning after

Day 101 was a grind as i still had about 100kms to get to the Border. When arriving i did the standard photo to prove I was actually there.

101 days to go from my front door around Australia and return to the W.A border anti clockwise,if that makes sense.

From the sign i pedalled up to the  quarantine building and the guys immediately asked for the bike to be put through the x ray machine and  if i had packed the bike myself. It came back with a positive reading of either high grade cocaine or speed in the frame, which they suspect I've been dabbling in to be able to get around so fast. I played dumb as though "i know nothing" They said it was near the seat area and they will have to take a sample to the lab and analyse it

Now its in here Sir and whatever you say now will be held against you later.You are allowed one phone call to your lawyer if it gets nasty

Luckily it came back registering as  an old 87yr old fossil which must of crawled up the frame work from some camping ground.  I was all clear to go and head to Kununarra and i made it in good time to book into the Pub. Here some miscellaneous pics to pass the time.

This is my small toy Fran from the Cafe in Larrimah gave me as i left which i shall give to a little Aboriginal girl at the right time. He sits up on the radio scouting  for snakes.

There you go Bluce , been there done that. Just West of Vic River.

One more thing before i go, because this will be the last blog for a while as I'm going off air to concentrate on getting through the kms until a place called Pardoo R.H. Still, perhaps i will be able to check any comments that you put through when i have reception.
Let me elaborate about the last day of the "15000km JIM KELLY MEMORIAL". That's right folks,that's what this has all been about. The day he was talking about bike riding and said to me " Your not a man till you've gone around the paddock" and planted the seed, was the day i knew he would love to see me do it. Only eight weeks out and rubbing his hands together saying ,not long to go now and grinning, there was no stopping me to give him the thrill of getting everybody together and all having a great time talking and laughing about the blog. Unfortunately for me that wasn't to be, but with Pat's and Joy's blessing the show has gone ahead regardless as i had made a promise i wanted to keep.
My entire motivation of pedalling and writing the blog everyday without hesitation is because while I'm doing this, to me, he has not entirely left yet. Perhaps people comment ,and think Jim is reading it.
So what I'm trying to say , lol, is that the last kms of the 15000km , Jim would  love you to be there with him riding home ,because honestly, its been him riding my bike all the way.

Who Roo?

Grant