Perth turned on a stinker of a day as we prepared to leave from Armadale. It was a hot 35C in Perth and we sure felt it out on the road. The wind was strong and hot and swirling around but thankfully mostly in our favour.

So we opened our register with 113km. Personally, I had forgotten how hard it is to put in that many kilometres over a hilly course. The temperature sure makes you work hard for your distance.

Not much to remark on the road kill front except for a delicious looking long legged frog and a beautiful fluffy fox cub.

Brookton Highway was pretty quiet and the drivers were very polite so all we had to worry about was just how many more hills there were and how long before we could fill our drink bottles again.

Geff, David, Wes, David and Alec ready to leave from Armadale Kelmscott Baptist Church.

David demonstrating the luxury of his inflatable bed.

Some delightful soul dumped a load of asbestos fencing in the road side parking.

We arrived in Brookton at 4PM to discover that Carolyn had prepared a feast for us to enjoy at our leisure. We bunk down tonight at the W.B. Eva Pavillion.

Yours truly, your blogger for this ride.