My cold wasn't much better, but with a rendezvous later in the day up at the Chickchester dam, caught the train to Dungog and rode the 20 odd Ks up towards the dam. It was a hard ride for me and eventually arrived and recovered a bit. The place we were to stay at was called the "Wangat Lodge" and it is set in some beautiful bushland that has been restored over the last 20 years or so.
Had a walk and bit more of a rest and then my standard tea again, that can really get boring, and went to sleep waiting for the others to arrive which they did do at about 9pm. There bus had a trailer carrying the bikes and the rear spring on that trailer had snapped, which then resulted in the axle being wrenched from the trailer. All in all they were pretty lucky not to have overturned.
Possibly due to the competence of the owner and driver of the bus. He managed to reapir the trailer the following day, a Saturday when most trade shops aren't open.
So that was Friday, and I drifted off to sleep again.
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