To the lonely sea and sky. I left my shoes and socks there. I wonder if they’re dry? So I may move back to Cottesloe, by the ocean again, for the rest of the time before I go home for a bit in early 2006. Cycled 75km yesterday with Garth whipping me along. Blew up and cramped up on a short sharp climb at about 50km and trickled home… Bizarrely, my thoracic spine is aching more than anywhere else – must be from craning my neck back – I probably do set my bars a bit low… anyway, it’s a start! Long way from Le Tour though. I feel like Rasmussen must have after the penultimate stage time trial! This is Cott at sunset, and my bike (but mine has a carbon seatpost, Mavic wheels and better bars & headset thanks to Garthy).