Gentle start out of Port Augusta, after an initial scare that there wouldn’t be a shoulder to dodge the heavy traffic. After a few miles fortunately there was. 10 miles later I finally saw a sign which marked the beginning of the end. ‘Sydney’ it said, with an arrow for the junction turnoff. I had reached the last leg, albeit a leg of 1,600km.
Up towards the mountains and things became GREEN. I can’t tell you how wonderful it was to see proper grass and even a small stream which actually had water in it (the first since the swan river in Perth!). Just envigirating, as was the brutally steep path road across the mountain. That hurt. But eventually I arrived on the other side to be greeted by Cookaburas and parrots in the town of Wilmington. A shorter day but a good one
RIP to a pair of running shoes today; after 1,700km they were done as you can see. It is nice to have a bit more bounce under my feet now!