For some reason I didn’t sleep well last night at Black Stump. The place felt strange to me. There was nothing visible to give me that sense. I just felt like it wasn’t a settled place and that we weren’t meant to be camping there. Weird because it’s a favourite stop for many grey nomads traveling this way and tonight there were two other carloads of travelers sleeping the night. I didn’t even notice them until the morning. But yes, a strange energy exuded from this place.
It was pleasant enough in the morning though with the sun coming up and the birds singing. I was in no rush to leave and took my time eating breakfast and uploading some photos to Facebook. I only had 40km to ride until my next camp at Premer so there was no sense in rushing.
I arrive in Premer around 10:30am. I’ve smashed out the miles and am ready for a partial rest day. The general store is the tiniest I’ve seen. But they do sell icy cold cans of Coke (no, this is not a commercial … LOL). Outside the general store a man introduces himself as Wayne. We have a yarn before I head off to the Lions Park to sit in the sunshine and work. I put in a good solid day of income generation before my laptop runs out of batteries and I use up all the data allowance on my modem. At least I completed the stage of the project I was working on. All that’s left to do is head to the pub for a meal (I am quite hungry so dehydrated foods are not going to cut it tonight) and then to lay in my sleeping bag under a tree to watch the stars above as I fall asleep.