March 25th
It was fair to say that Fairlie had treated us fairly well. The play on words had almost reached its expiry for how much we had slipped it into everyday phrases.
We thanked our camping spot. It’s become tradition to give a moments thought and gratitude to where you rested and recuperated for the night.
We had been told to expect a queue at the Fairlie Bakehouse. It was true and correct. People were flocking and lining up loosely, but the speed of service was fast and coped effectively.
I devoured a bacon and salmon pie, which was mouth wateringly tasty. Karl munched a pork and apple and loved it. We shared half a steak cheese. If you’re ever in Fairlie the bakehouse is a ‘must do’ in my opinion.
On departing Fairlie we were pleasantly surprised to be on a cycle trail. Signage informed us that parts of this new cycle trail were constructed, and over the next 3 years, investment of 100k per year would bring it to completion. It is named the Central Southern cycle trail.
The physical challenge of today was crossing Burkes Pass. A strong headwind uphill made us celebrate when we arrived at the 709m Pass summit.
The Mackenzie Basin sprawled out in front of us. The landscape a blend of browns, tans and greys. Including a number of moving brown shapes - rabbits. The cloud effects spiral and change with sweeping patterns. So difficult to truly capture in a photograph, but worthwhile trying.
Our campsite for the night nestled amongst willow trees near the Mackenzie RV freedom spot. Thankfully we had the trees as the wind continued to rage late into the night. Another challenge is that we had run out of water. Hope of getting some from a nearby stream quickly evaporated; it was as dry as a bone.
Another 35k walking achievement was done for the day.
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