Day 301, Saturday, 14.11.2009

I kept it short today – we liked and needed to go food shopping in Ceduna after the last foodshop was in Esperance!!! And I didn’t mind a shorter paddling day, too.

I was starting at 5.30 am in first light with no wind and not a ripple on the water, and ended in stiffeling heat already at 10 am. I was kind of cool on the water, keeping my shirt and hat wet all day. Greg was not extremely suffering either, as after some chores around and breaking camp around 8 am, he drove to Point James in the air conditioned car, and simply stayed in it with the engine and air condition running. But it didn’t work as well with a car not on the move.

We drove into Ceduna with an empty box of fruit and vegetables, as the fruit fly control wouldn’t let us pass in that direction. The last carrots, potatoes and apples were in no great shape either, and a bunch of Aboriginals were happy about the bag Greg gave to them in Denial Bay

We spent some nice hours in a climated food store – and kind of forgot about another *HOT* 50 degrees day, with hordes of black flies in the bush. We drove back to Point James for a remote campspot, as amazingly with locally bought fruits and veggies you were allowed to go back and forth through the control. We were planning to organize the food I’d need for a 14-days stint on my own in ziplocks, plus doing some office work.

But no way we could stand neither the heat nor the flies, arriving around 2pm. We gave up, and drove back to Ceduna to book into a campsite cabin with a kind of working climate control and NO flies. We needed some cool, fly free surrounding to work on the food, do some office work and to simply enjoy a bit of comfort.

This heat here was supposed to be a record heat since ever!

32.10 132.26 Point James 25 km 5.30 am to 10 am

5 comments on “Day 301, Saturday, 14.11.2009

Judith Hoffrichter

Was great to meet you both – awe-inspiring effort! We hope you enjoyed the opera as much as we did. Safe travel and may the weather be kinder to you!
Regards, Judith.

Ah the flies! They are just wonderful, trying to drink the sweat from your body, getting up your nose, in your ears, & sucking the moisture from the corner of your eyes!! Sometimes makes you think that parts of Australia were never mean’t for human habitation. Hope you don’t get the horse (also called march) flies – they are torment – just like the Pete Hohmann ones – they bite right through your clothing. Keep it up Freya, you are a legend.
Graeme.

When I paddled the length of the Chesapeake, I discovered how oppressive the flies can be. I think they are the demonic locusts from hell referred to in Revelation 9, or maybe some military experiment that accidentally got released into the wild (I think they would be more effective than water boarding for extracting information from terrorists). I wore a thin, long sleeved tee as a paddle shirt. They bit right though it. I admire your perseverance and overcoming spirit.

Pete Hohmann (Bay Mystic)

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