Tully Everglades

Today I got my first proper soaking on the bike at a place called El Arish. Is that a bad spelling of the Irish by a Mexican or something? Just as I was getting to my rest area for the night the heavens opened and I was literally only 300m from shelter when it happened. I got completely soaked in seconds. When I pulled into the shelter I was shouting all sorts of obscenities at the sky. I didn’t see any vehicles so I thought I was all alone until I heard some laughing. I peered around the corner of the toilets and there was a guy almost in tears laughing at my little rant to the sky Glad to be an amusement.

If it had happened earlier in the day I wouldn’t have been bothered, at least I’d have a chance to dry out but it was late in the day. To add insult to injury I’d put my sleeping bag on the rack at the back and it not being in a waterproof sack got pretty wet too. Luckily it was warm so I didn’t need it. It rained on and off for the rest of the evening but I was already so I cooked away in it regardless.

This was just outside Tully which I was glad to be past. Not that I’ve aything against Tully but the road goes across a swampy section of land and is elevated on concrete. Nothing wrong with that except there was no shoulder worth talking about and the road dropped away at 45° It made every time a truck came past an adrenaline filled experience trying to keep the bike straight. In the end there was no drama really.

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