In the freshness of early morning, I cycled through the Ross River Parkway past Gleeson’s Weir and found the connection with the more westerly section of the parkway that in Thuringowa is named ...
Following a night of steady rain and another hot porridge breakfast, Vilis, Janis, and I broke camp and drove south from Malanda in precipitation that varied from mist to drizzle to heavy rain. The Pa...
