Dust Storms!
I had the interesting experience of riding through a dust storm today. The temperature was in the mid 40′s and the wind was whipping up dust so thick visibility was down to 300m. Ceduna was just down the road but by the time I made it into town at 11am I was so dirty I looked like I’d had a mud bath!
I was getting plenty of strange looks but I didn’t care, I picked up some delicious mixed berry organic yoghurt in town on special, and some bread. To describe the yoghurt as devine wouldn’t be exaggerating, by far the tastiest I’d ever tried. After breakfast I hit the road again. It was really windy and progress was slow. I was grinding along barely making 18km/h. Between the heat, wind and dust I had a slow day. I was going slower than yesterday but kept grinding on until I hit the town of Wirrulla.
There was a sign on the edge of town claiming Wirrulla was a town ‘with a secret’. I’m wasn’t sure what to expect but in my hypoxic state I was imagining that they were bloodthirsty serial tourist butchers. Turns out it was nothing so sinister. The secret? the town has a jetty despity being 60km from the coast. I think its global warming gone mad! They are so convinced of the rising sea-levels that they built a jetty just in-case.