the birm*

“It’s straight ahead but it’s a bit far on a bike…”

Like most crazy ideas, this one appeared out of nowhere when a few different elements came together: it was the end of work camp, Steve was house-sitting a sweet pad, I hadn’t ridden for a while and I didn’t want to face the hours riding public transport to get there. And so it was decided. I left camp at 2pm on Friday and after a few hours I wondered if it had been a good idea… but after 4 and a half hours I eventually got to Chambery, a sweet little city about 115km away from camp. I asked for directions to the suburb Steve was in and that’s when I was told that it was “a bit far on a bike”. I smiled and thanked the lad for the directions (I didn’t say where I’d come from and knowing the suburb was only a couple of kms away, I assumed I would be ok!).

Well I eventually found the place (took me almost an hour extra!) despite having the wrong address written down…But God is good and just as I was praying that I’d find it, RC popped hi head out the garage door of the house I was riding past! The hot shower, BBQ, cold drinks and soft bed were most welcome!

After a superb brekkie cooked by Caleb I hit the road again (hopping back on the seat was pretty painful!). 5 hours later I arrived back at camp…trashed. Thankfully I had the wind in my back for most of the return trip, which made the last two hours of uphill much more bearable!