Hotting hot

Today we rode until fatigued and delirious. We arrived in Rockhampton at 3 in the afternoon, it was 32 degrees. It will get hotter. L. likes to grumble about the heat, in fact I think he will grumble the entire way around the country. Today I thanked him for doing all the driving, he said "no worries, your turn tomorrow". Ha.

The Town of 1770 hosted us for about 10 minutes. Good place if you're into imperialist land grabs, expensive real estate, or fishing. Not really my thing.

We have camped for the night just out of Yeppoon. There is a noisey thunderstorm knocking on our door and I think we're about to find out how weather tight the tent is. We might even get hail...