I found an internet kiosk near the edge of the Nullabor. There is a keyboard and screen like normal and its all mounted in a box. Inside the box are some workings and a man all scrunched up with a screen that shows him what I’m writing. He jots it all down and when I’m finished he puts it in an envelope and runs off somewhere with it, so I hope this works.
A few days ago I sat down and worked out what I have to do to get back on the 13th of Spetember as I originally planned. This would break the record by over 3 weeks, leaving as I did on the 29th March at 1300. I will have to hit an average of 202.2 (recurring) kilometers a day, which will then give me 7 days from now til the end when I won’t be cycling (flying, resting, dilly-dallying). The hardest part is getting that .2 recurring spot on.
The man in the box gets paid by the second so I better go, but suffice to say, spirits here remain high, despite some physical problems. If past experience is anything to go by, they will fade with time.
