The humble banana. It’s an edible fruit; however, from a botanical perspective, it’s a berry and is the most popular fruit globally. High in fibre they provide satiation which in turn aids weight loss, it also helps with sugar cravings and boosts metabolism. Some interesting snippets of information for you about the humble banana, they float in water as do apples and watermelons. Patrick Wightman from the UK dressed as a banana in the Barcelona Marathon and recorded a time of 2 hours, 58 minutes and 20 seconds on March 6th, 2011 – officially the fastest fruit (or berry dependent on perspective) to complete a marathon. An to end this veritable feast of facts, if I were to place Cavendish bananas end to end while cycling 1000ks 4 Kids it would take 5,697,412 bananas to get from Helensvale to the Bradford.
To recap on last night. Evening meal where the award jersey’s and fines were handed out, I, of course, copped a fine for my graceful dismount but the rest I genuinely believe there are no rules except ‘It’s not a conversation’, something you sign up to on Camp Quality apparently. Shirley Temple got the ‘Jokers’ Jersey, Brad from Team CSA got the ‘Most Helpful’ and Fat Blokes Team won best team of the Day. With a taste of victory and for a cheeky we returned to the pub we frequented earlier that day where the Landlord presented us with $180, so we had a cheeky pint to celebrate. Head back to the hotel where Team CSA are split up, sharing with Dishy, again, Good Pete award-winning Brad. Decide to watch the old google box but its useless as it only get three stations and two of them are shopping channels. We all head of to say hello to the sandman. I am awoken with by a noise I can only describe as horrific, it sounded like two bison’s boffing. Now Dishy tried to blame it on me but I pointed out the finer details of customer supplier relationships and I believe we now have an understanding – I know I don’t snore as the Minister hasn’t said anything over 21 years of blissful marriage.
Next thing on the agenda, today’s plan as the Legends cycle from Murwillimbah to Casino.
- Lie in, up at 5:30
- Breakfast was done by 06:30
- Start rolling at 06:45.
- Flats out of Murwillimbah until a cheeky 8% for a few Ks
- Mixed terrain to BFI – lunch.
- Flats with a couple of undulations.
- Roll into Casino.
Elevation map, where green is downhill and red is cheeky inclines.
At breakfast I give the bacon and egg butty a wide berth, playing it safe with fruit and yogurt followed by toast with Peanut butter as the Vegemite option was not appealing. The Constipation is forming in the car park and then we roll. Its flat and we have Fat Bloke at the front and Shirley Temple half way, so we’re good. The roads are dead so we grind out 40ks then a sneaky incline appears trying to convince the Legends that it’s rural hill but it was a good couple of Ks of hard slog, find a gear, sit back and enjoy the slope. At the top we regroup, refuel and start the decent which was enjoyable then its flat to BFI for lunch. Who knows the name of where we were, seriously it was hall in the middle of bloody nowhere, for the purpose of this blog I asked the question and all the Skippies answered Bum F*#k Idaho. I have no idea where they get there sense of humour but they all laughed for about 10 minutes.
We roll out of BFI along a road that can only be described as detrimental to the wellbeing of the old orchestras – the lottery machine was wheeled out on a number of occasions. A steeper but shorter incline lies between us and a cheeky pint at Casino. The Constipation split in to two packs, the lead pack was stopped by the local constabulary for crossing a double yellow in numbers but it did not deter us from our task and roll through the streets of Casino and every double yellow before arriving at Motel Casino – god my backside hurts, Wombat skin I bet you and there is no casino in Casino.
To end, Day 2 for your visual pleasure.
Badger & Batbottom 