On the way we visited the rather over-the-top Party and Shopping Central known as Surfer's Paradise, which looks like a cross between Las Vegas and Miami:
As the sun set before we got there, some rather spooky rural roads were travelled in darkness. The party was a hoot and a half, with very good 'dutch-oven' lamb and chicken roast on open fire etc.
The second day we went snorkeling and diving in Byron Bay, the easternmost point of the Continent! I saw some wonderful schools of fishesh, a couple of stingrays, and a couple of little sharks. A good time indeed.
Tomorrow I'll be starting my bicyckle journey up north, hopefully all goes well!
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The antipodeans call bi-cyckles 'pushbikes'. I fear to delve deeper into this oddity, although the few cycklists I have observed seem to operate the penny-farthing in the traditional manner.
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