Day Seven. Ouse to Glenora.

 

The Pub in Ouse does a nice Bangers and Mash. In a nifty piece of town planning the Church and ANZAC Cenotaph at placed close by and up hill. Very handy for those ANZAC day smoko's.

More of the stunning cloudy day scenery. This time with cows and a river. In the distance yet more "hills" therefore more climbing.
The Dam at the Repulse powerstation, the lads and a very dodgy bridge. Most of the nyloc nuts holding this bridge together are not done up to the locking point, so one day its going to unravel. Fortunately it does not take much traffic.
Bridge behind me and the support vehicle safely over. This is unbelievably steep. Nice ride down to it though.
The big decision Mt Bethune or not? In the end we went for the not, after we got back we discovered that its more of a walk than a ride. Single track all the way apparently, it's penciled in for a return trip. At this point we had decided we were a little behind and probably did not have enough time to complete the whole trail this trip.
I'm not sure what this was but there were a few of them about. This one has been converted to a temple of some sort. The buildings are huge and look like they are meant to dry out a crop of some sort maybe hops?

Just to make sure we had not lost the knack another river crossing. Plenty of big slippery round rocks ankle snapping high. Damn cold, after previous effort I'm being careful to keep the pannier out of the water.

The local shop at Ellendale ring ahead they only had two pasties left when we went through. Cleaned out by the grayer than us nomads. We got here just a bit early they were still putting in the coffee machine.
The big prang, Steve hits the dust and is given last rites by David. This was pretty much the end of the trip for Steve and the beginning of the road cycling sections. The rescue efforts got tricky requiring extraction from the bush by foot. An heroic ride to Glenora to get the support vehicle then a dash to Hospital in Hobart by the support folks.
Doesn't look all that steep but it is and has plenty of loose stuff on it just waiting to lock a wheel on

Aside from the concern for our fallen comrade the trip down the road was to pretty smooth. More big scenery plenty of fields of grass waving in the winds stuff (where it looks like waves on the sea). Finally we arrived in Glenora four knackered cyclists in a town without an open shop.

Glenora was the site of one of the most amusing incidents on the Trial. The camp is on the school grounds and you can have a shower there if you make prior arrangement. We did and were given a long string of directions of how to avoid the alarms. Unfortunately due to the school failing to lock one door we triggered the alarm. This then lead to one of us (post shower) being bailed up by an upset administrator who had had her evening ruined.