Day Fifty On The Eyre Highway
I moved toward Rest Area with the day's people, support, and small human moments giving the kilometres their shape.
This was still the big, exposed version of the crossing: roadhouses, rest areas, weather, and long horizons.
Rest Area was where we were aiming, but the bigger feeling was that another distant name was becoming real under my feet.
Yup, this little adventure hit the 50 mark that day!
Now we were off the Nullarbor, meals continue to be a little more varied with dinner that night being a delicious savoury mince and rice My feet were a little more sore than usual, but I think they were just complaining about rest day being over.
We had to make it to Adelaide in time for parkrun!
That gave me another 57.2 kilometres, and the accumulated total sat at 2173.2 kilometres.
That was the shape of so many HAA days: my feet doing the obvious work, and other people quietly making the impossible parts practical.
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