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Burra to Kapunda

Burra to Kapunda

In the footsteps of the pioneers

Thomas Ninnes and family left Burra sometime in 1852.

Feb 3 1852 We left the Burra for the Victoria diggens Brother Joseph and myself bought 2 horses and dray Brother Joseph wife and Wm Roach in one dray John Thomas, sister Mary and family in Hasset Bullock dray Self, wife and three children in John Thomas second bullock dray We locked up our furniture in one house and let two We went on to Kapunda, Angastown, Collingrove. – From the Thomas Ninnes diaries

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Rest Day: Burra

Rest Day: Burra

We are so tired we need a rest day! No, really, this was planned. Two days to explore historic Burra before we set out on our return trip to Bendigo on our bikes.

It took so long to get here yesterday, how could we possibly ride back? Not possible!

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Ninnes Ride

Ninnes Ride

The Genesis of a Ride

There’s a fellow who lives in Maiden Gully – let’s call him Greg, because that’s his name – who often walks around his neighbourhood, passing a mysterious old grave site. He wondered about it, until one day he went past and found a group of people gathered there. Being a curious fellow he went and asked the people who they were and why they were gathered around this grave. The story he was told planted a seed, the seed grew to an idea, the idea grew to a plan, and here we are, about to set out on a ride from Burra in South Australia, to Bendigo in Victoria.

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Zebegény to Budapest

Zebegény to Budapest

2652km … Saint-Brevin-les-Pins to Budapest … Done!

Today the streets will be paved with gold and lined with cheering people. There will be marching bands, parades and a carnival atmosphere. We are going to make it! Our 41st day of riding will bring us to the end of a fantastic ride that has taken us from the Atlantic coast across France, skirted the northern and flattest part of Switzerland, then looped us up and around into Germany, across the flattest part of Austria, into the southern reaches of Slovakia and finally in to Budapest in Hungary.

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Bratislava to Ňárad

Bratislava to Ňárad

Nothing never means nothing

It’s a funny day when there are no real stories. We leave Bratislava by crossing a bridge back to the south (or right bank) of the river and then almost immediately crossing back. Today we are on our own as there are few signs to guide us.

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Bratislava

Bratislava

Buildings and Statues and Castle and Ice Cream and … Bones

We have one day – one hot day – in Bratislava and we head out without any real plan other than to make our way to the dominant Bratislava Castle and to wander the old streets. Mission accomplished.

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Wien to Bratislava

Wien to Bratislava

Auf Wiedersehen Österreich … Ahoj Slovensko

Until this morning we both believed that the people of Wien were not really connected to the Donau river. As we leave the beautiful city of Wien that theory is debunked. People are everywhere, enjoying their river and this sunny and warm Sunday morning. We pass by the “Vienna beach club” where people on ski boards are being towed upstream, across stream and downstream on a moving cable. It looks like great fun!

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Vienna

Vienna

The feeling is gone, only you and I, it means nothing to me. This means nothing to me. Oh, Vienna.

From the Ultravox earworm that has been plaguing me for weeks

There are so many churches here in Vienna, and they make good use of them – not just for church services or for prayer or letting hordes of tourists clomp around oooh-aaahing about the absolute religious decadence. Many of the churches are used for concerts. Yep, take music and set it in a grand ornate church and it seems you have a sellout event.

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