Great Victorian Rail Trail Company
I moved toward Lima South with the day's people, support, and small human moments giving the kilometres their shape.
Border days always changed the feel of the crossing.
Lima South was where we were aiming, but the bigger feeling was that another distant name was becoming real under my feet.
Brendan from Albert Melbourne parkrun and Allan from Shepparton parkrun !
The body was part of the route planning by then. Feet, shoes, soreness, sleep, food and timing all had a say in what was possible.
Most of the work was not dramatic. It was the repeatable stuff: get moving, keep eating, manage the body, and let the crew turn the finish into the next start.
By the end of the walking, I had banked another 65.4 kilometres, and the accumulated total sat at 3826 kilometres.
It was one of those days where the map changed, but the work stayed wonderfully plain: keep walking, keep eating, keep listening, keep going.
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