Day 145 - Good Karma

Herberton to Mareeba 58km

Ever since walking into the Herberton pub last night looking for a room we have been on the good karma train.  And today the train stopped at quite a few stations.  Sure the first 18kms into Atherton were steeply uphill, followed by screaming downhill, then required the patience and good driving of everyone on the road as we wound through the valley on a very narrow road.  But the drivers were patient, the bikes and the riders survived the hills and we rolled into Atherton to discover a rail trail!

Stopped at the trail head, and pursuing the map, a ute mounts the curve and drives straight over to us.  On board is a MTB freak, keen to share with us what the trail is like and where to stop along the way.  He tells us that we can take the trail all the way to Mareeba, however the last 16kms the trail is not maintained.  He checks out the bikes and assures us that we will be able to ride it, no problems.  



We needed supplies for lunch, but after months of Outback roadhouses, pubs and general stores we were overwhelmed by an actual shopping centre.  To the point that we required the intervention of the IGA staff.  Who thankfully, aided us in our pursuit of falafel.  The last pack was ours, more good karma.

So off we head on the rail trail, where not only does the sun come out, but so does the tail wind.  We leave the Kennedy highway to the caravanners and take the railway direct route to Mareeba, through banana plantations and acres of avocados.  With the last wrap eaten, hopefully for quite a long time (I know you know what I mean Jane) we strike out on the last 16kms of "unmaintained" trail.



It's rather tough going, and for the first half we spend only half the time actually on the bikes.  But our karma holds, and so does the dodgy railway bridge we cross very, very  carefully, as it has significant termite damage.  



We are rewarded for our bravery, or foolhardiness, by the smoothing out of the trail as we approach Mareeba, sure now it's sandy, but our tyres are wide enough to take it on.  The caravan park is full, but room is found for our tiny tent, no problem.  And we will celebrate this last evening on tours in the really excellent camp kitchen (it has a couch, and regular readers will know how I feel about comfortable seating) cooking burgers on the weber and drinking a beer.  Cheers to good karma!

Comments

  1. Whoo Hoo About four hours riding left?
    Salami Making was fantastic. Everyone had a ball and the grandboys old enough now to be a great help and their Mammas and Daddas great and patient with Nonno Joe giving the same instructions for another year. Georgia loves her Zia Becky and they set tables and morning teas.
    Bonus as Kylie and Adrian popped in at lunchtime, feasted and stayed on till 8pm.
    Congrats on the ride.

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  2. Love that termite ridden bridge Your photos are amazing. Publish a book.

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