Checking the external temperature on the fridge in the car, it read 1 degree. Inside. So it was nice and fresh. Ice had formed on the condensation on the awning, and was thick enough to be played with for a while, whilst the pancakes cooked.
Camp was close enough to the creek bed to not get too stressed, and dragging chairs to the edge to watch riders blaze past, was a good way to kick back for a bit.
Heading out to just do some local exploring, we stumbled across a section of trail that was referred to in passing by someone, but it all turned into secret squirrel as the conversation continued... Well, we went and found it anyway! And it was a whole heap of fun, probably the best trail of the weekend.
A bit of sand was found whilst browsing the area..
Until this track was found! About 20km of this was on offer, before turning to 6th gear wide open doubletrack.
And to give you an idea of the depth of the whoops, here Hoff's pegs are in the sand on compression.. With camera angle and overhead light, its hard to make it out. Lets just say they're good fun!
Effort and reward. Awesome.
And the final road that took us right back to camp was a nice relaxing flat track to get our drift on.
So, I'll be back. Simple as that.
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