Nigel says.... "I love the smell of napalm in the morning. It's the smell of..........Victory!" A classic line, although in our case delete napalm insert lemsip.
Last night Gordon decided to seek medical attention and went to the local hospital emergency department. The duty doctor could not be bothered to get out of bed for a bloke with a cough, so he saw Matron who checked him over. Matron told him he was excused games and should go and stand on the touchline with the weedy boys....Gordon said that he would carry on pedalling. Matron gave him $20 towards the charity and as encouragement to make him go away. Thank you Matron much appreciated.
When he got back to the motel, Gordon seemed relieved to have seen someone medical, and was especially cheered up to discover he had infections that he had not previously realised he had. All in all a good night!
As the ride to Laguna Quays was 150 kilometers (94 miles) we set off early at 0700 hrs because Gordon was not feeling great and wanted plenty of time to get through the day. I am sorry to say that Gordon will not be completing the ride without the aid of drugs - about the equivalent of a small branch of Terry White (UK readers read Boots).
The Sunshine State returned today. It was a lovely bright warm day with mist settled on the top of the hills in the early morning. Cycling in the early morning is the nicest time of day - sun rising, wildlife, birdsong, cool... The Highway was really good for nearly all of the ride today which enabled us to make good progress, and I think we benefitted, unwittingly, from a good tail wind. There were some hills, but nothing resembling a shocker. Above all, we had quite long stretches of hotmix - the smooth road surface makes such a difference to speed and the butt situation. Gordon loved it. I could see a little ray of happiness shining through the germ laden biohazard cloud that made its way north up the Bruce Highway today.
We cycled separately today. Gordon just wanted to plod on and I was happy pottering along looking at the view and chilling out. Gordon may be headed for "The Heart of Darkness"but I am on my holiday!
We arrived at Laguna Quays after turning off the Highway and battling back into a very strong headwind. Tonight we have a 2 bedroom condominium for the price of a motel room. The invalid can cough and splutter in his own room. Late start tomorrow.
Thoughts and comments:
Gordon says ...
To translate Nigel's stuff about Matron and weedy boys ... at the end of my tether, I finally went to hospital last night - no doctor there, but was seen by the head nurse. She ran a bunch of tests, and apparently I have a throat infection, a chest infection, and even an ear infection. She said well done for getting this far, but my ride was now over ... I said no it isn't, and she called me an idiot, and gave me a bunch of drugs, and $20 for our fundraising.
I took so many drugs today, I don't really remember much of the ride - just a long, fuzzy bad dream of mindless peddling. One more day of hoping I wake up feeling better ...
Last night Gordon decided to seek medical attention and went to the local hospital emergency department. The duty doctor could not be bothered to get out of bed for a bloke with a cough, so he saw Matron who checked him over. Matron told him he was excused games and should go and stand on the touchline with the weedy boys....Gordon said that he would carry on pedalling. Matron gave him $20 towards the charity and as encouragement to make him go away. Thank you Matron much appreciated.
When he got back to the motel, Gordon seemed relieved to have seen someone medical, and was especially cheered up to discover he had infections that he had not previously realised he had. All in all a good night!
As the ride to Laguna Quays was 150 kilometers (94 miles) we set off early at 0700 hrs because Gordon was not feeling great and wanted plenty of time to get through the day. I am sorry to say that Gordon will not be completing the ride without the aid of drugs - about the equivalent of a small branch of Terry White (UK readers read Boots).
The Sunshine State returned today. It was a lovely bright warm day with mist settled on the top of the hills in the early morning. Cycling in the early morning is the nicest time of day - sun rising, wildlife, birdsong, cool... The Highway was really good for nearly all of the ride today which enabled us to make good progress, and I think we benefitted, unwittingly, from a good tail wind. There were some hills, but nothing resembling a shocker. Above all, we had quite long stretches of hotmix - the smooth road surface makes such a difference to speed and the butt situation. Gordon loved it. I could see a little ray of happiness shining through the germ laden biohazard cloud that made its way north up the Bruce Highway today.
We cycled separately today. Gordon just wanted to plod on and I was happy pottering along looking at the view and chilling out. Gordon may be headed for "The Heart of Darkness"but I am on my holiday!
We arrived at Laguna Quays after turning off the Highway and battling back into a very strong headwind. Tonight we have a 2 bedroom condominium for the price of a motel room. The invalid can cough and splutter in his own room. Late start tomorrow.
Thoughts and comments:
- Saw a giant cane toad in Sarina
- Countryside consisted of cane...cane...cane...cane...cane...cane...cane...cane...bush...cane
- Cane harvesting machines work very fast
- First outing of my marmite cycling shirt today - Gordon thinks it is a fashion crime. (Pot and kettle situation?)
- Snack of the day: Calen -Pepermint Magnum
- Tune of the day: Buddy Holly - Valley Of Tears
- Answer to yesterday's Quiz Question: The Cooktown Orchid - a point to Nikki.
Gordon says ...
To translate Nigel's stuff about Matron and weedy boys ... at the end of my tether, I finally went to hospital last night - no doctor there, but was seen by the head nurse. She ran a bunch of tests, and apparently I have a throat infection, a chest infection, and even an ear infection. She said well done for getting this far, but my ride was now over ... I said no it isn't, and she called me an idiot, and gave me a bunch of drugs, and $20 for our fundraising.
I took so many drugs today, I don't really remember much of the ride - just a long, fuzzy bad dream of mindless peddling. One more day of hoping I wake up feeling better ...
Excellent news on the medical front Gordon. I hope you do feel better tomorrow. Well done with the gaudy shirt Nigel! (Photos please!)
ReplyDeleteGlad to hear you're both still in good spirits and battling on... good to hear also that you're selling your story and raising money as you go!
Your satellite tracker seems to have given up the ghost though... not showing a map at all! Have you cycled over it by any chance?
Stay safe.
Love to you both,
Nikki xxxx
Hi Guys ! You may be feeling crap Gordon but you're still looking good !! Marmite cycling shirt looks fab - I should know I bought it !! Enjoy the resort. Lots of love Luley/Stan ps people asking about you at commemm - they all think you are mad
ReplyDeleteTracker up and running again now xx
ReplyDeleteWell done so far lads, we are all watching your progress, and cannot believe how well you are both doing, Nigel you seem to be really enjoying yourself, and Gordon lets hope you can throw off the flu and enjoy also. Kevin and Sue Miller
ReplyDeleteWell done on your excellent progress you seem to be getting faster! Keep going and good luck for the rest of your adventure. from Jane & John
ReplyDeleteCool pic of the Big Toad, Nigel – you will soon be approaching croc country so keep an eye out for the Big Crocodile – ask at 'The Swamp' in Townsville. Forget about the drug-assisted performance, Gordon, and remember what Ben Johnson said: ''I was using steroids, but everyone was in the same level playing field. The person who is clean in this business is the person who doesn't make it.''
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