Alice Springs to Uluru: Day 4 (125kms)

4.30am Alarm clocks beeped. Time to get up and go.

5.30am Knees creak as we cycle out from Mt. Connor lookout. A spectacular blanket of stars keeps us company until the dawn sky lights our way.

8am I request a breakfast stop. I negotiate 20 minutes.

12.30ish 100kms down. My energy is starting to fade and I'm getting slower and slower. Everyone else wants to push on but I negotiate a 30 minute lunch stop.

2pm I feel like a battery that's slowly running out of juice. We have 20kms to go to Yulara, the resort next to Uluru. Brendan steps in to help by pushing my saddle everytime I drop below 20km/h (I'm still cycling, but with a 'Brendan tailwind'). We power on ahead to get to Yulara. Thanks Brendan!

3ish We make it to Yulara! I take advantage of being a little bit ahead to have an extra 5 minutes of rest. A dose of Powerade recharges all our juices, particularly mine. We were going to meet our lovely driver at the Cultural Centre by now. No time for resting, gotta push on for the last 20km.

Uluru is sited but seems simultaneously close and 5kms away. On and on we cycle, 'it must only be another 5km away surely?'. 1 hour later later we make it to the cultural centre. And, no, I didn't need to get pushed for the last part!



4pm We collapse onto the benches at the cultural centre. Only moving to buy more Powerade's and meet our very patient driver. We revive ourselves to take a few more photos and visit Kata Tjuta for the sunset. Bikes are loaded onto the car ready for the trip home via Kings Canyon. We made it!!

Alice Springs to Uluru: Day 3 (130kms)

With dawn creeping up behind us we stole out of Erldunda Roadhouse at about 8am. A one hour head start from the Alice Springs Cycling Club. With that head start, we reckoned, we could meet them for morning tea.

Good to know that our safety vests work well in the dark as well as during the day.





The milestone turnoff - from Stuart Highway to the Lasseter Highway. Uluru was just down the road...



And here we are at morning tea, with the wonderful tuckshop van. Our bikes got a few looks from the other cyclists - obviously no cyclist worth their salt can resist a bit of a bike perv. We waved them off, expecting that we wouldn't see them again until we were back in Alice Springs.



But lo and behold, we caught up with them at lunchtime, only 20 minutes behind the cycle club (who were on road bikes in a pelaton). They were pretty surprised too, and clapped us in as we turned into the driveway! Best feeling ever. After pinching a sandwich and some drinks from their van they were on their way. I earned a reputation from the food van of being a 'mexican bandit'. The buff I was wearing probably didn't help :0)



30kms on and then we stopped to camp at Mt. Connor lookout. Our lovely driver was there to meet us with extra food and water supplies. We knew the next day, the last day, would be a big one. For the last time, we vowed we would get up earlier the next day...

Alice Springs to Uluru: Day 2 (110kms)

The day dawned clear and bright. We know this because we were up at dawn packing up our tents and getting ready to go. We were on the road by 8am. The following photos gives you an idea of the depth and variety of the scenery that we experienced...









with the occasional road train to break up the routine.



Brendan was lucky enough to see a kangaroo at the end of the day. What I mean to say is, he was lucky enough to see an alive kangaroo at the end of the day.



We made it to Erldunda Roadhouse by about 4pm and - after scoffing down ice creams, pies and chips - enjoyed a long hot shower. The Alice Springs Cycling Club were also there, having just finished the first of three days to Kings Canyon. We were so happy to see them! Not just because of their great company and excellent cycling stories, but also because their support crew kept giving us free food. A bag of muffins anyone?

By nightfall we were pretty tired and fell asleep quickly. The next day, we vowed, we would get up even earlier...

Alice Springs to Uluru: Day 1 (95kms)

After deliberately not committing to this ride for many months beforehand, I found myself at 'the gap' in Alice Springs with my bright new touring bike and shiny new panniers. A very excited Brendan was next to me snapping away photos and Zoe joined us to wack a few 'I love variety club' stickers on our pannier bags.



Brendan had to race back home to pick up the forgotton kerosene and by 9am we were on our way. Savouring the feeling of not having to go to work on a Friday we rode our first 10kms into the ride. Only 440km to go!



Highlights were the '5km to the next rest stop' signs...



and the occasional dead car



We arrived at about three thirty at Stuarts Well roadhouse (home of dinky the singing dingo) for a Gatorade, a shower and a camping spot. Next day, we vowed, we would get up earlier.

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