How does breakfast sitting in the sunshine over looking the Blue Lake in Mt Gambier sound! Well it was pretty good! excellent in fact. All the early morning walkers treading the kms around the lake in pursuit of fitness thought so too. In fact Chris could have made a killing selling coffee and bacon and eggs on toast that she produced for us out of her caravan. We were lucky enough to enjoy all this in the sun over looking the Blue Lake having opted to have breaky on route to Nelson rather than sit in a dull and boring Caravan park Cabin .
The lake looked so beautiful and brought back lovely memories of my youth and my nursing training in Mt Gambier many years ago.
Then it was off to the Little Blue Lake a well known local swimming sink hole aprox 16 kms from Mt Gambier . After toe testing the water guess who was the bravest of them all ?? Yes me. In I went fully dressed in my cycling nicks and jersey ( they are Lycra after all) . Chris and Mike followed . Even Kevin not to be denied the pleasure eventually jumped in, the first time he had been swimming for at least 40 years! His body almost went into shock and I nearly had to call on my 50 yr old life saving
skills. Thankfully my faded life saving skills were not required and having survived our swims we headed off soaking wet( gee those nicks pads take a while to dry) to the
Ewens Ponds. These are a series of three spring fed sink holes where the waters are so crystal clear and very COLD . It's a beautiful place to go diving or snorkelling and a unique experience ! that is once you bite the bullet and get in. No wet suit mind you just bike nicks and a jersey that had dried off from the previous swim. Chris ventured in first followed by Mike and then reluctantly me after much prompting and cajoling. Freezing ! Jeez!! Bloody freezing can't breath through the snorkel for yelling in shock. It was crystal clear though and in my mind I promised myself a glass of Sav Blanc if I survived .
Well survive I did and so from there we headed straight into a blasted head wind all the way to Nelson. It was such a good fun day it didn't dampen the spirits and it ended in the pub where I did get to enjoy my glass of Sav Blanc and the company of my fellow travellers.
Best 80 kms cycled ever.
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