Yes, it was still insanely hot all week. It got to 45C again on Friday. On a couple nights, it never dropped below 29C. We’re breaking all sorts of records after more than four weeks of scorching hell.
But finally, on Saturday night, a cool change came through and we were able to get in a ride on Sunday under cool, boring and blissful clouds. The high was only 25C. Ahhhhh…. my bike is up there in the feature pic underneath that cool and cloudy sky.
But first, on Saturday, I found myself in Temora with Nigel. Temora is about 200kms from Albury out in wheat and sheep country. It’s a pretty boring place, BUT Nigel wanted to take one of his cars for a run. He’s done some work on it (and increased its value by about $5,000) and wanted to see how it would go.
So why Temora? Well, it was about the right distance away for a good run AND they have the best Peking Pork outside of Sydney (at least according to Nigel, who has driven trucks all over NSW). It would also be a chance to spend the night in air-con and finally get cooled off. I said I would go, as I try to encourage any positive things he wants to do.
We walked from our motel in Temora to the Chinese restaurant. The Peking Pork was as wonderful as always, according to Nigel. I don’t eat pork – but the chicken and vegetables was pretty good. When we came back out, there were dark clouds in every direction. There was raised dust blotting out the east end of town. Lightning forked across the blackness. Thunder rolled off to the north. We crossed our fingers the storm wouldn’t start any fires.
Amongst all that, I had to stop for a bike picture. I will risk electrocution for a good bike shot! So here is the old Temora bike shop. It looks like it would have originally been a butchers shop or produce store in 1909. Plus, please note there is a bike against a wall (not this month’s Challenge, but hey!) at the pub next door. The pub says 1882 and it looks like it’s seen better days. Just imagine that is my bike against the wall next to the bike shop, and not some alcoholic guy who has lost his driver’s licence for drink driving.
And here is the car we had to take for a run. It’s a 1982 Ford LTD. It doesn’t look special to me, but that thing is worth $18,000-20,000. The guy driving it is priceless… well, I could calculate how much he has cost me over the years, but that would not be helpful, so we shall not 😉
The clouds in the picture above would spit some rain on us on the way home, but it did make the day such a tremendous and welcome change from the blistering heat of the past four weeks.
Here is another shot from our Saturday afternoon ride at some re-created wetlands out the back of the water treatment plant. There are three black swans in the near view and about 15 more over on the far shore. It’s the most I’ve ever seen here. The Rotarians (I think) got a grant to put in some bird hides and to chipseal the path around the water last year. Also hanging out today were the bin chickens, some egrets and a few ducks.
I rode again on Monday. I sleep on the floor by my siding glass door because it is the coolest spot in the house. When I looked out at 7.30am, this is what I saw…. more blissful grey sky hiding the searing sun!
So I cruised out to Rutherglen and back on a variety of roads in the coolness. I drank all that in. We’ll be back to the upper 30s and 40 by next Sunday, so I wanted to enjoy it while I could. I didn’t take any photos, but I wanted to get out and back before the sun did come out and before all the people towing boats and caravans vacated their riverside campsites to return to Melbourne, as it is the end of the summer school holidays. I’m always glad when the masses leave and the little town goes back to being pretty sleepy without all the powerboat madness and its associated people. Good riddance, January. We’ll remember you for a long time. But not fondly.