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and you can use the course to help you and
the bike soak up speed while looking for the
next obstacle, which you're probably already in.
What a rush! The track runs 141 miles in each
direction, and all the time you can see the refu-
eling stops painted on old car bonnets littering
the side of the track.
Further on we ride through the Aboriginal
town of Finke (the halfway point of the race),
past the South Australian border and into Mount
Dare, having covered about 220 miles. This is
the transport day and is the straightest piece of
road we'll see all week—from here on it will only
get tougher. We unload the Unimog and get the
first taste of Grant's exceptional cooking. Top
that off with some beers and it's about as good
as life gets.
After a shower from the side of Unimog (yes,
it has one), we get our first night's sleep in our
new abodes—we all have a Jet Tent Bunker
each and proper thick Oz Tent sleeping bags—
and sleep like babies. All except Grant, who's
up until stupid a.m. making wraps for tomor-
row's ride.
Day two is our first encounter with the notori-
ous French Line, but it will have to wait as we
hit up an oasis in the middle of nowhere—Dal-
housie Springs. Dalhousie Springs is like a
