{"id":20112,"date":"2015-10-20T06:44:24","date_gmt":"2015-10-19T20:14:24","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/blokeonbike.com\/bloke1\/?p=20112"},"modified":"2024-06-25T05:40:26","modified_gmt":"2024-06-24T20:10:26","slug":"day-17-today-we-play-identify-the-underwear","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/ourdustybackroads.com\/odbProd\/day-17-today-we-play-identify-the-underwear\/","title":{"rendered":"Day 17: Today we play \u201cIdentify the underwear\u201d"},"content":{"rendered":"

At least through to Renmark, this was going to be a repeat of yesterday and so I got the pedals moving before sunup, intending to slip away unnoticed, to leave both the heat and the flies behind.<\/p>\n

Up, down and then up again.<\/p>\n

The pattern of rolling hills continued, punctuated by my now taking note of the detritus that falls off vehicles, to lie roadside as amusement for a passing cyclist.<\/p>\n

Anything to stave off the oncoming boredom of endless white lines and wind!<\/p>\n

Not my wind, the weather!<\/p>\n

A lounge chair, ladies underwear, tie-down straps, cutlery, thousands of wire coat hangers and a refrigerated truck door.<\/p>\n

I have seen the full gambit over the last two weeks. This new mixture of items was certainly more tolerant of the nose that the all too regular rotting roo carcass.<\/p>\n

And then finally, after it only being an idea for the last few weeks, I crossed the Victorian-South Australian border.<\/p>\n

Never before have I got so emotional over a road sign.<\/p>\n\n\t\t