Karta Burnu to Quinninup. It was a misty morning, but that soon shifted. A coffee, some quick oats, and pack up and we're off. Straight into a short but hefty climb. Just to wake you up. Most of the riding was gravel road, with occasional leafy forrest. So Manjimup came quickly. I was greeted by a snake on entry. We just stared at each other for a bit, & went our separate ways. I stopped at the first bakery I came across, thinking I'd get something for later. But after inconveniencing the disinterested staff by buying something, I sat outside and ate it. Moving on, my legs gets stiff, after a break, but soon loosend up. More of the same, gravel roads, but then it started to get hilly. On a down hill dirt road, I took the opportunity to scratch my nose. Then I hit an invisible patch of sand. As all my weight went forward, my right hand pushed the bars to the left, which threw me to the right. Several wobbles later, I got it under control. That could have been disastrous! I thought I was going to get to Quinninup in good time, but the hills slowed things down a bit. Then came the realignment. The original trail seemed to continue along the valley. The new version (I assume, dreamt up by an evil psycho) turned and headed up a near vertical climb. For a long long endless time. There was much pushing and swearing. I made it to the eco campsite. 68km all up. I think I need an easier day tomorrow. Oh, and the bike is beginning to creak and groan as much as I do.