up untill this morining Id been having a great couple of days, resnable sun and tailwinds and a really nice camp last night

. todays story is 60km into the day I pulled of the side of the road to let a perticully wide truck parts ( I toock the hint from the 2 escort cars before it and the fact that cars coing the outher way pulled right of the road. the side of the road was increadably steep and I maneged to roll the trike pannel resting on the gound ( sorry no photoes, I wasent being a potographer at the time)
frount wheel and fork fucked, badly. got into town came back a new wheel, bent the forckes back a bit ( worped the outher wheel at the sime time), finally limped the 25km or so into Roma and this afternoon after numerious trips to the tip the bike is running agean, but with no suspenchon on one side, and pink forkes.

finally made it threw brysbane with a new rear ayxle, the original ( second) was never in good condition and the thred on the motor side had finally compleatly died, making the bike farly unridabe. nievlay I thaught that Id be able to get hold of any old rear ayxle and have it fit. how wrong I was. no bike shops in brysbane had long enough exles in stock and the engeneering world never uses that kind of thred. finally a bike shop was able to order a couple in. im finally heading back inland, a bit in parst towomba tonight.

into qld today, no border or gold coast photoes unforchenatly I had little disire to stop as I went threw, pretty beaches though. tonight Im somehre between the gold coast and brysbane, not being able to use the main transport ruotes( freeways) that the whole road system revolves arond makes navigation a compleate nightmere.

I finished working with rickshaws on sunday/ monday morning  its great to be outside in the daylight. new tires on the trike, and I replaced the remaining original spokes on the rear wheel, interesting to see how long they last.

today I rode the trike up to the lighthouse and walked to the end of cape Byron, the most easterly point of the Australian mainland.

one mouth to the day, feels like a lifetime. about a week ago i hit the hills and entered a run of very cloudy days, my daly distance dropped from 140km to 40km witch sucked a bit, however it did give me the chance to check out little towns like drake ( witch has a community centre compleatly staffed by volunteers, no paid manger) I did finally make it to byron, and have got a job/ contract riding ricshaws, so Il be here for ea few weeks.

this was the weather I had to get used to

finally changed my front tire and replaced the broken spoke yesterday  ( id been putting them of for a few hundred km, because of this it was a short days ride, only 90km.

I'm starting to notice the bush changing as I come closer to the coast, the trees are taller and greener, Im seeing casherenas and spotted gums, its nice to watch the transition. my front tires are starting to show their origin  ( the tip) but there holding, and haven't been deteriorating to fast over the last 300km.