WARNING: SHAMELESS GLOAT BELOW.
At the start of this year I wanted to ride at least one imperial century in every month of the year, and today I achieved that. It was also the third century in 13 days (the other two involved hauling a full touring load). 170km, 1,627 metres of climbing. It rained -- that's a bonus. That meant there was less dust on the dirt roads. A friend of mine joined me on the ride -- he tried to tell me it wouldn't rain! And can anyone believe that a December day in Queensland (or Northern NSW for that matter) only reached 22 degrees C? I can't. In fact, when we were sitting down to lunch at the Uki Dreaming Cafe (the best eatery in the universe), totally saturated after a heavy patch, it even felt *gasp* cold!
I'm too lazy to type, and a picture paints 1,000 words, so:
And of course, we were obliged to finish up with Urliup.