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Baird Bay is a township without a shop.
The nearest bitumen road takes a 25 km walk.
There is no shop at all here.
Baird Bay does not even have a pub.
Now to Australians, a town without a pub is beyond the end of civilization.
The tyres are running towards the end of their mileage. Yet, the flat tyre is still an unpleasant surprise.
Mister Scager recommended to me packing a tube repair kit.
Well yes, I followed his advice. And I am glad I did.
So the puncture does not last long. Get the tube back in, pump, and it's all done.
Rubber and iron separated at the valve. Damn, that is serious. Now that is almost beyond repair.
So, a new invention:
a patch with the valve right through the center..
It is to no avail.
The tyre is flat again the next morning.
I run out of options for another fix. I did not bring a spare tyre. I have reached the end of my creativity as far as rubber is concerned.
I enjoy Australia, love this country. What could Australia do to help me in Baird Bay?
That inner tube is out!
Stuff the tyre with dried sea weed. And... ready to ride!
Just beyond Calco I need to refill the tyre.
There is no sea weed there. But Australia does offer me plenty of dry leaves.
The full tyre is very hard to get back on the wheel now.
It is only some parts of the tyre that are now full. Other parts are empty. The sea wheel is now a wobbly wheel.
My hands are trained for computer work. Another attempt to refill the tyre will exceed their strength. I am in for a long and wobbly ride.
Ceduna is further away then ever.
The film crew of the Roaming Paws Dogumentary is on this dirt road too.
The Flevobike takes a break, at the back of a van.