A little longer in Kimba…
Our stay in Kimba can be described as frustrating and worrying aboit the time factor but in the end I’ll will describe it with kindness, helpful and caring. One rest day in Kimba turned out that we had to stay for nine because of the breakdown on Milan (my bicycle). We knew beforehand that along the route we will need some help from locals but Avril and Anita really stepped up and helped us more than we could ever asked for.
We fixed the bottom bracket and the feeling when we when we actually made the decision to turn back 2km out of town, when we realized there was also a problem with the crankset was dreadful! We were both speechless and we hit a definite low point right there. Finically this two repairs set us back hugely as the costs were more than $400. Putting all negative thoughts about this to a side was the only thing you can do in a situation like this. There is absolutely nothing you can do about it.
When we said goodbye to Avril and Anita, they made a joke and said they hope they don’t see us again soon (which meant they wish the bicycles are ready to go). They were almost speechless, just like us, when we pushed our bicycles over the gravel road into their yard, only two hours after we left. Again they helped us as we managed to get the part ordered, which will be send to a bicycle shop in Whyalla, where we need to pick it up. The lovely couple then offered that we can stay in their shed until the part arrives.
We ordered the crackset on Thursday, which meant it will only arrive on Monday. The waiting game was back on so we used our spare time and the electricity we had available to get all our backups sorted, bring most of our stuff up to date and rest while we can. The stress started to hit us as we knew our time before we fly out to Ireland is getting less and loosing these days can be critical towards the end. We did lots of planning, calculating, setting new goals with different routes and discarded the option to extent our visa and fly to Ireland maybe a month later. Extending our stay was just to expensive so we just made new, harder goals the next few weeks. The kind of goals that just need to be achieved no matter what.
The crankset arrived on Monday afternoon and Avril, yet again, helped us as he borrowed us his Ute( pickup truck ) to go and pick the part up at Whyalla. As we got back the repairs started yet again. Anita made some awesome pizza that helped as we finished my precious bicycle Milan. Ulrich also decided to take a quick shave before hitting the road again.
It was a great and strange feeling to finally be back on the road. When you wait so long, the time is dragging and you get the feeling that we never gonna get back on the road. It took a first few days to get back into things and the wind reminded us how challenging it can be when you hit 40 – 50 km/h head winds. Averaging about 8km/h is not a lot a fun but we just had to push and make up every single kilometer we lost in Kimba. Now it was the final stretch towards Ceduna, where we will finally hit the Nullarbor and at this point did not know how spectacular and amazing the time will be traveling through the remote Outback!!!