The Exhibition

Nullarbor Crossings - A History of Challenge ran from October to December 2023 at the Museum of Perth site in the old Atlas Insurance Building on The Esplanade in the Perth CBD.

It was a great central venue, blessed with lots of diffuse natural light, and a delightfully ‘well worn’ vibe that complimented the original finishes of many of our display items. Ours was the last exhibition prior to the owner of the building resuming it for renovation.

At opening night on October 5th 100 people attended and were treated to an enthusiastic opening address by passionate cyclist Chris Tallentire MLA, the Member for Thornlie. Two “in conversation” events were hosted (videos of these are below). Over the exhibition period we had over 2000 visitors.

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In Conversaiton with Rod Evans and Colin Ottaway

In Conversation with Bruce Hunt and Ken Norris

Aub Melrose - Driving Force

The proprietor of Malvern Star Cycles, Bruce Small, had one central promotional device; the record breaking rider Hubert ‘Oppy’ Opperman. In 1936 Oppy and Small were planning their assault on Billy Read’s 18 day 18 hour Fremantle to Sydney Record. The Eyre Highway was yet to be built and the seemingly unknowable west to east crossing retained an air of mystery and apprehension.

The support team found their navigator in Aubrey Melrose, ‘a talented master mechanic, motor cycle racer, car trial champion and surf lifesaver.’

By the time Melrose was recruited he had already crossed the Nullarbor seven times (he made 52 crossings in his life). Daily rehabilitation of the support vehicles, a 1936 Ford and a 19 Dodge, towing a caravan and a trailer respectively, as well as avoiding the worst tracks and scheduling riding around sand firming morning dews made him indispensable and Melrose and Opperman became lifelong friends.

Melrose was an enthusiast and among his many enthusiasms was a passion for photography. His life was well documented, sometimes literally from the driver’s seat. Despite having a dedicated photojournalist as part of the support team surviving photographs from the momentous transcontinental crossing are few. In just 23 frames over three rolls of film Aub Melrose managed to capture some of the most memorable moments of Oppy’s record ride.

Aubrey George Melrose was turning 40 the day after the Patriotic Grand Prix was raced on the streets of Applecross but he was a living contradiction to the old saying that “Life Begins at 40” - Aub Melrose had squeezed more into his first 40 years than many people would have thought possible in a lifetime.

In the 1920s he was a champion state surf lifesaver, surfboat captain for the Cottesloe club and the first person in the state to paddle a surf ski. His athletic build made him the “Charles Atlas” of Cottesloe Beach but it was with motorcycles that he found his greatest fame as a young man.

He joined the Coastals Motorcycle Club and won his first race on Fremantle Oval in 1923. He learned how to ride on the grass tracks at Fremantle and Claremont and his physical fitness held him in good stead on the longer trials events in the Hills area of Perth.

Aub was always looking for greater challenges. In 1929 he set out to become the first motorcyclist to ride from Kalgoorlie to Perth in a day. He accomplished the feat on a Sunbeam motorcycle in 12 hours four minutes, pushing through waterlogged conditions from Merredin to Perth when a cyclone came through. He later set a record on the route with his friend Roy Sharman who was a Gallipoli veteran, and motorcycle despatch rider during World War One.

Aged 27 he was in Britain seeking to show his skills on a bigger stage. He was already a seasoned traveller. As a 15 year old he had toured the world as a drum major in the band of the Young Australia League, having joined as a boy soprano when he was nine. He spoke on behalf of the YAL at the opening of the Panama Canal. At age 16 he had ridden his first motorcycle.

His motorcycling experience in Perth proved useful in England. He became the first Australian to finish an Isle of Man Tourist Trophy race coming 17th in the junior event with very little road racing experience to draw on. He went on to excel at international trials events riding for Sunbeam.

Aub and Sharman, who was also an accomplished trials rider, introduced scrambling to WA. Scrambling (today called motocross) was racing over rough cross-country surfaces and it was becoming popular in England.

The two friends developed a course at Mosman Park near the rope factory on Boundary Road and the first Harley Scrambles event was held there by the Harley-Davidson Club in 1928. The course was notoriously difficult with extremely steep climbs and tough downhill sections. “Rope Gangs” were used to haul competitors and their motorcycles up the steepest parts if they couldn’t climb the slope. Aub won three times in the early years.

His first success in four wheel vehicles came in the RAC’s 24 hours Centenary Motoring Trial in 1929. He won the event losing only 2 points out of the 600 available. But organised trials took second place to motor racing at Lake Perkolilli and on hillclimb tracks near Perth during those years.

The idea of a club for those who wanted to compete in their cars without high speed racing emerged when Aub Melrose met Neill Baird who had brought a new MG from England. The two formed the WA Car Club in the basement tearooms of Padbury House in Central Perth in June 1933.

The Club went from strength to strength catering for the sporting motorist who enjoyed trials and motorkhanas.

Aub Melrose had larger cars for daily use but it was with Austin Sevens that his fame spread in the motoring world.

In 1936, he won the South Australian Centenary Rally outright, beating 147 other competitors, in a 1929 Austin Seven which looked like it had seen better days. His winnings were many times greater than the 68 guineas he had paid for the ageing car which had 100,000 miles on the odometer and two engine rebores. He and his wife called the car “Baby Gay” after their son Graham and he spent three months rebuilding it to cope with the outback conditions.

Aub Melrose had become an expert on tuning Austin Sevens for reliability and performance and his garage was frequented by many sporting motorists and motorcyclists. He re-built his little car again and again for different events.

The Austin appeared in many racing events during the late 1930s culminating in his run at Patriotic Grand Prix raced on the streets of Applecross in 1940.

A British motoring magazine reported on his effort at the Patriotic GP: “Despite 130,000 miles to its credit, including sporting events of all kinds, and despite, moreover, having been turned over in practice, the little 90mph car held the lead for well over half the distance and looked like a sure winner. Then a head gasket “blew” and that was that.”

More practical pursuits such as selling and installing gas producers occupied most of his attention during the wars but he couldn’t help mixing adventures with business. He drove a gas producer powered car from Perth to Sydney on the newly completed Military Road across the Nullarbor and in doing so became the first civilian to accomplish the feat.

His little Austin Seven’s last competitive event was after the war in a petrol consumption test. The Austin was retired and Aub forged a new racing career at Caversham and later in the round Australia trials. At 60 years of age he was still racing cars and making a good account of himself in competition.

He was honoured by the Royal Automobile Club of WA in 2005 with a plaque on the Walk of Fame outside the club’s headquarters in Wellington Street. The plaques celebrate the greatest contributors to motoring in the last century, and there is no doubt that the man who drove an ageing supercharged Austin Seven in the Patriotic Grand Prix was a legend.

Aub Melrose will be remembered as a legend of the sport who had boundless energy and enthusiasm for the roar of the exhaust and the sight of the chequered flag ahead.

With thanks to Graeme Cox.

Aub on his ‘Oppy’ bike, with son Graham, at home in Cottesloe. Photos courtesy Tony Humphry.

IndiPac

Perth physical education teacher Colin Ottaway was first to finish the 2022 IndiPac.

‘My plan was to ride for 15 hours, stuff around for two hours and sleep for seven hours. Which I thought was sustainable. Providing I could eat enough.

You pull in at a roadhouse to get some food and people look around and ask ‘What are you doing? You’ve obviously ridden a fair way.’ I say we're going from Freo, we're heading to Sydney and that's all I've got. I can't remember the roadhouse, but I remember some kid who was so blown away, at the whole idea and concept.

It's a sense of achievement and accomplishment as I look back on it. Right across the country. In 17 days. And you meet some people. You share this bond that you're an overlander and you've ridden across the country.’

The tragic early morning death of competitor Mike Hall on the outskirts of Canberra brought 2017’s inaugural Indian Pacific Wheel Race event to a sudden, unexpected close.

The IndiPac as it has become known was the brainchild of Melbourne bike builder and winner of the 2015 Trans Am Bike Race, Jesse Carlsson. It was designed to reanimate the overlander spirit and celebrate cycling in its purest form — the rider, the bicycle, and the road.

Aside from being a self-supported ride the IndiPac has become self-organising; within days of the cancellation of the 2018 second edition, many entrants chose to ride the route unofficially. Subsequent years have seen riders meet at Fremantle’s South Mole every third Saturday in March. At 6:22am, the time of the impact that killed Mike Hall, there is a minute of silence before riders ‘clip in' and head for the Sydney Opera House.

Ultra-distance rides return us to a landscape devoid of sponsorship and support teams, and propel us into the world of dot watchers, vlogs and trail angels. A century and a quarter after Arthur Richardson’s ride from Coolgardie to Adelaide interest in the crossing remains undiminished.

Followers of Oppy’s 1937 record ride turned on the wireless to track his progress, marking it off town by town on pamphlets distributed by sponsor Malvern Star. Today spectators watch signals from tiny transponders move across an onscreen map, and get detailed rider updates from videos on riders’ social media.

Below; Colin’s 2022 carbon Giant TCR has a surprising amount in common with the machines of riders who crossed the country more than a century earlier; in-frame bags carried his clothes, bedding, and a 7 litre water tank. With some long dry stretches Colin was obliged to carry about as much water as Warren and Lennie. Food is more readily available these days, so there’s no need to carry much beyond a few road snacks. Ironically the weight saved is quickly replaced with electronics - communication devices, lights and a rear facing radar. Bike kindly loaned by Colin Ottaway.

Hubert Opperman - The Human Motor

For Hubert Opperman’s 1937 transcontinental record attempt, Perth motoring personality Aub Melrose was taken on board as mechanic, driver and navigator. Aub was a charismatic character with many talents and enthusiasms, among them photography.
The photos below were discovered in Aub’s tins of negatives, now with his grandson Tony. They are in the form of three processed, but uncut, rolls of black and white film. The uncut nature suggests that they have never before been printed .

Oppy was Malvern Star proprietor Bruce Smalls’ central marketing asset. This brochure would have been distributed by Malvern Star dealerships across the nation. The timed stops of the 1934 record, held by Billy Read, were listed, with an empty column on the right. The public were encouraged to follow Oppy’s progress on the wireless, and fill in his times in the blank space.

Scotchie Wright

Diary of a Ride

Of J.H. Wright From Fremantle to Adelaide 28.3.1898

March 28th 1898

Leaving Fremantle on Monday March 28th at 9.3 am we journeyed to Perth accompanied by Messrs Cooper and Rhodes on a tandem, Messrs Stotter & Jardine. We were met near Perth by Mr Rosling & F.A. White. We arrived at Perth G.P.O. 9.54 ½ am. Got a few things in Perth that were necessary, we then left Perth at 10:30am accompanied by a crowd of cyclists including Messsrs Armstrong, Rosling (2), Coulter, Bishop, Burville, Stotter, Thompson, E. Brown, White. We were met by the Swan Cycling Club who entertained us at the Freemasons Hotel Mid. Junction & gave us a very hearty send off.

Here we lost the company of a great number of our companions but we had the pleasure of Messrs Brown, Thompson & Stotter to Sawyers Valley.

Between Mid. Junction & Sawyers I had a very bad time (I was in such a hurry to get things ready before I left Fremantle that I did not enjoy my breakfast.) This I put down to the cause of it. Never the less when we arrived at Sawyers Valley we nearly ate the proprietor of the Hotel out of house and home.

To this point we had averaged 7 miles per hour. From the Valley we made up a bit of time, but the roads were something terrible & we had to walk about 5 miles as the road had been cut up for the jinker log haulers. (I think it would do the Chairman of the Roads Board good if he would take a trip down the road & see the trees that have been felled across the road.) We struck some really good roads then for 20 miles, to Northam.

Here we got our sheet signed at 7:40pm but I may say that we had to walk through Northam to the P.O. as the Town Ranger pulled us up as we entered the town (No lamps).

We went to Mrs Woods where we stayed for the night. We were accompanied to here by Mr Stotter.

Mileage for the day 74 ¼ mile.

Tuesday March 29th 1898

Leaving Northam at 7:40 am after having a good breakfast at host Woods. We journeyed along the York Road for about 16 miles where we turned off on to the Goldfields Road, which we found very fair for about 7 miles. We here left the telegraph line & had fair roads for about 5 miles, but the remaining 3 miles we had to walk as the sand was something awful. In this last 3 miles we struck 2 patches of about 100 yds apiece just like a racing track but it was too good to last. We reached Badgi at 12.30pm where we stopped & had dinner at a Mrs Taylor’s (by the way this lady must have known that cyclists are a hungry lot, for the meal was about enough for six. But still it disappeared & and after that lot, when we asked the price she wanted to know if 1/6 apiece would be too much.

Leaving this place at 1.40pm we rode on for a few miles & put a drop of water in the tanks. We then struck out for a place 20 miles from Badgi. We here bought some bread & took some water with us so that we could have something to eat on our going in to camp.

We tried to make Tammin Well, 13 miles distant, but darkness came on & we camped. There was such cold wind blowing that we got up and walked a few miles & then got into some scrub where we put in the remainder of the night, or morning.

Total 70 miles.

Wednesday Mar. 30th 1898

Getting an early start we pulled up at a house at the corner of the road but as it was so early we could not get anything to eat so we pushed along for about 19 miles. On this stretch we had to walk about 5 miles the road being so sandy.

The next place we came to was Morranoppin where we stopped for breakfast, Leake homestead (we did good justice to it.) We then pushed on to Hines Hill, a distance of 19 miles.

As it was still early we decided to go on to camp if necessary. We rode for a further distance of 22 miles then camped.

Days Mileage 60

Thursday Mar. 31st 1898

Getting an early start we made for a railway siding & after riding for about 4 miles along the railway line we came to Burracoppin. We here asked if we could get some breakfast but as they had run out of bread they advised us to make for Parks Road as it was only 6 miles, but as it turned out afterwards to be 24 miles (any excuse is better than none I expect we thought get rid of us.) But in making for the line we met some fellows & they directed us to Carrabin where Mr Hare, the telephone transmitter gave us a tin of meat and we made our breakfast out of that. We then plugged on to Noongar where Mr Kingston did what he could for us. He got us a place where we could get a dinner, at a Mrs Quinlan’s where this good lady must have known we were hungry for the meal she put down in front of us showed she had met hungry people. After leaving Noongar we made for the Cross 23 miles distant which we made in very fair time.

Arriving at the Cross at 5:30pm we stopped here for the night.

We here met Messrs Angelo & Hook. They gave us all the information they could which was very welcome.

The roads between here and Burracoppin were very heavy in places. We had to walk for miles.

We stayed at Southern Cross Hotel belonging to Mr Woods. 66 miles.

Friday April 1st 1898

After leaving the Cross at 7.10am we pushed on to try & make Boorabbin by 1pm. We did very well till we arrived at the edge of 18 mile sand plain. This plain took more out of us than we thought it would. The plain ended just before we got to Boorabin. On our arrival at Boorabin P. Office I found a telegram waiting me that I ought to have got at the Cross. It was from Mr E. Steele and Lorimer of Coolgardie wanting to know when we would be likely to reach Coolgardie so as they could come out & meet us. Answered this telegram also sent another to Mr F. Elliot.

We then went to the Boorabin Hotel which is about a mile from the P. Office. We here had dinner and then pushed on, but just before we got to Woolgangie a terrible gale started to blow so we pulled into Woolgangie. We made enquiries as to if we could get a bed at the Hotel but they had no room there for us, but Mr M. Grade of the Woolgangie who was on night duty at the time put the two of us into his bed & I tell you it was as good a sleep as ever I had.

Saturday April 2nd 1898

In the morning when we awoke he had breakfast awaiting us. Starting out after breakfast at 6.40am we left for Coolgardie. We pushed on till within 10 miles of Coolgardie. Here we were met by Messrs Lorimer & Steele on a tandem who took us along at a merry bat. About 6 miles from Coolgardie we were met by Mr W. Rogers.

We arrived at Coolgardie at 10.50am, about 12 hours ahead of time. Making a total of 387 miles from Fremantle to Coolgardie.

Leaving Coolgardie again at 4.15pm paced by Mr A Richardson I set out for Widgiemooltha, a distance of 50 miles.

The roads were very good.

We reached Horse Rocks Hotel, 21 miles from Coolgardie in 1 3/4 hours. It was getting dark as we got there so we stopped for tea & then went on our way again.

About 9 miles from Horse Rocks there is a hill called Gentle Annie & another called Gentle Annie’s Sister. They are real snorters, just like going down a flight of stairs.

The next place we came to of any note was Lake Lefroy, a dry salt lake with a splendid surface but the wind blows across it something terrible, at any rate we reached Widgiemooltha that night which was not a bad performance considering we stopped at Coolgardie about 6 hours. I might say that on our arrival at Coolgardie there was a telegram awaiting Mr Denning recalling him to Perth. Why he was recalled I could not say. Mileage 438. Stopped at Lefroy Hotel which is a great place.

Sunday April 3rd 1898

Arthur Richardson left Widgiemooltha about 10am. I stopped till 1.30 & wrote letters & had dinner, then set out for Binjeringa 35 miles. I reached 5 Mile Rocks & camped there in an old camp.

Monday April 4th 1898

In the morning I set out for Binjeringa which I reached in good time. Here I had breakfast at one of the soaks meeting a prospector who put me on to Frazer’s track. There was nothing of any great note on this track, all I had to do was to follow the tracks of a buggy & pair that had gone through to Ponton’s by way of Dempster’s.

This station is very complicated to get into, you travel about 7 miles after going through the first gate, then you have to got through goodness knows how many more.

I was just going to give it up in despair & camp for the night when I saw horse come trotting out of a gully & then I thought I could smell smoke, so I kept going & was rewarded by the dogs tackling me which I did not think anything about as long as there was a sign of a doss & meal. The first thing one of the station hands dis was to deal me out of a great billy of tea, then after that was done I was taken up to the house & tea prepared for me again (Lambs Fry & Bacon.) It was alright, the people here cannot do enough for you, not like the people you meet about the towns.

Mileage up to date 548

Tuesday April 5th 1898

Being up early I started and straightened my crank which I bent the night before. By the time I got breakfast and got everything ready it was 10am before I got going on the track again. I did not feel very well as I had a very bad attack of dysentry but I reached Ponton’s early mostly on account of the good roads. I passed through Newman Rocks before I thought & did not stop to see if there was water there as I had any amount. The next place for water was the place where the teamster shot the Afghan but I did not stop there. I stopped about 45 or 60 minutes on the road altogether to boil my billy & then on again reaching Ponton’s at 6.25. Here I went direct to the Telegraph Station and sent wires to Perth & then went on to the Telegraph operators camp & passed a part of the night with them, then went back to Overseer’s place to bed.

Had a very bad night & in the morning did not feel fit for riding so I decided to spell a day & trust to pull it up again as I was a lump inside of schedule time.

I forgot to say that the overseers name was Mr Dunn & Mrs Dunn who did everything they could possibly think of in the morning.

I met Mr W. Ponton, son of the proprietor, who is as nice a person as you could wish to meet. By the way the work this man turned out - bicycle work - is wonderful. A little while ago broke some spokes & nipples, got wire for spokes & then got brass, melted it, put it into moulds, bored them out & tapped them & when they were finished there was not much difference between them and the other nipples. He also had the misfortune to break a fork side, so he set to work with an old barrel of a gun & made a job of it that I think would do justice to any repair shop in the colonies.

Thursday April 7th 1898

Leaving Ponton’s at 9.30 I started for the 90 mile tank. 40 miles from Ponton’s I came to what is called the 40 mile tank. I took some water aboard& set out again arriving at the 90 mile tank at 7.15pm, distance of 79 miles. Mileage up to date 705. Camped at the 90 mile. This tank (90 mile) is a cemented underground tank. The others are 400 gallon iron tanks. These tanks are very handy for camping as there is a great iron roof over them to act as a catchment.

While I was here it rained something terrible - good thing I reached here. There roads up to here were good but there was a good gale blowing.

Friday April 8th 1898

Morning dull & windy. Had breakfast, started for my day’s work. The roads put o the 40 mile tank on the 90 mile line were slightly hilly & stony.

I very nearly missed the 40 mile tank which is about 3/4 mile off the road & on the telegraph line. But on my regaining the road I went on a few miles & discovered the road tank. I came on to a camel team, just a bit ahead & as I was short of food I got some off the Afghan camel drivers. I pushed on again to the 70 mile mile tank & camped beyond there for the night.

Mileage 775

Saturday April 9th

Got a start at 7am with nothing but sand around me, up one hill & down the other side till I struck Graham’s 25 miles distant. After 9 hours hard walking I arrived at Grahams just about done. They had a good dinner waiting for meat they were expecting me. They could not do enough for me. I may mention here atet about a mile from the station, on the coast a cyclist, a Mr Saunders, had a very narrow escape from death 2 weeks ago. Travelling from Eucla direction he ran short of water & in making for the station he missed it & got down on the beach & was found there nearly mad drinking the salt water. He got alright again.

Stopped the night at Graham’s mileage 800

Sunday April 10th 1898

Got going 10am. Took 3 hours to get over 6 miles of sand across country. I started for Midura but easterly wind blew me to a standstill. On the plains I camped till the night & wind stopped then I did about 30 miles after the moon rose. Campled at Midura Station all night

Mileage 856

Monday April 11th 1898

I got on the wrong track this morning and travelled about 6 miles before I knew it. Was put on track by blackfellow. Still easterly wind blowing. I made Kennedy and McGill’s station & was done up. Stayed here for the night

Mileage 912

Tuesday April 12th 1898

Left station early & was taken bad with diarrhoea. Stoped at hut 11 miles from station. Felt better next morning & made for Eucla with west wind to blow me along. I took 7 hours to go 50 miles. Had dinner at Eucla. Left Eucla for Nullabor but had to put back again - too bad.

I was taken worse than I had been all along the road. I put this down to the water I got at the hut 11 miles from Kennedy’s it fairly hummed.

Mileage 973

Tuesday April 19th 1898

Left Eucla for Nullabor. The road here for the first 35 miles is sand & stumps but after passing the first tank (35miles) it improves. I did 74 miles that day & then camped. Mileage

Wednesday April 20th 1898

Made an early start for Nullabor which I at dinner time somewhat knocked up. The head wind took it all out of me. At Nullabor Mrs Creigh took me in hand. I stopped here 3 days. During my stay here I spent a very pleasant time.

Saturday April 23rd 1898

Left Nullabor accompanied by Mr Creigh who is ardent cyclist. I had his company as far as the White Well 6 miles from Station. I journeyed on to the Bight, 18 miles from this to Nanwarra, 30 miles is something similar to Eyre’s Patch (I misunderstood Mr Creigh & got on wrong track - followed the telegraph line instead of the mail track.)

The next place after leaving the Bight, of any consequence is the tank 8 miles from Bight. The the next place is the second tank 23 miles from Bight. It was here that I made the mistake. Instead of taking the mail track I followed the telegraph line for 8 miles before I found out I was wrong. Camped for the night.

Sunday April 24th 1898

Started back again for tank Dicks Plains. Here I got on the proper tracks, reaching Nanwarra Station at midday. By making the mistake I covered 16 miles too much. Mileage to here 1169.

While at Kennedy & McGill’s station I read an account of the trip of Messrs Bayles & Eagal. In this they stated that they had been treated rather badly by the Manager of Nanwarra Station. Where the got the course to complain I do not know & I don’t think anyone else does either. Making statements such as they made is likely to make it bad for any other cyclist who may be be passing here. From my experience I think that Mr Gleeson is not one of those men at all. They complained that they had to sleep on the floor of the hut.

It is a pity they ever left their mothers’ apron strings. Stayed at Nanwarra over night.

The road to here is very sandy & has to be walked. From the tank you get rideable track for about 6 miles then the remaining 8 miles to Colona is off & on. Stopped at Colona & had dinner.

Colona is a deserted station. They had to leave on account of the drought which has been very bad for 4 years. After dinner I left for Corringitie but after going 14 miles came to a Mr Weir’s place. He told me there was no-one at Corringitie so I stopped there. For the night.

Mileage 1217

Wednesday April 27th 1898

Left the Weir’s place, passed Corringitie (4 miles). There are huts all around here but very few inhabitants. I saw a man in the distance, driving a team. Passed Corringitie & crossed telegraph line twice & and then took the left hand track. About 3 miles along here I came to Pentumba, another old deserted station. There is a man camped here though just to look after the windmill. I stopped and had some tucker with him then left Yallata Flats where there are a few farmers. I got off the track here & went to a farm where I had a cup of tea & feed. Was directed to right track.

Distance to here about 6 miles. After leaving Yallata I passed a few farms before I came to Bookerby. It is all very fair riding to here & a few miles of walking. I here had tea with Mr Meldrum a missionary stationed here. After leaving Bockerby I had 12 miles of good riding & then the remaining 8 miles all walking. I reached Penong Station which is suffering through the drought. At shearing time last years they had 11,000 sheep & now they only have 1,000. Wild dogs and drought playing havoc with them.

On my arrival at Penong Station Mrs Murray prepared tea for me as it was long after tea time. When one is travelling like this he can do a feed every hour. Mileage to here 1276

Thursday April 28th 1898

Left Penong accompanied by Mr A. Murray who is an ardent cyclist. I had his company for about 25 miles. He showed me the best road so I profited by his being with me. Took the mail route from Penong. 15 ½ miles from there took north east track, passed Drummett’s woolshed 22 ½ miles from Penong. Mr Murray to Mr A. Pains for dinner. After leaving here struck telegraph line after about 2 miles, followed line for a mile and came to Mr Smith’s far, had another lunch & left for Denial Bay (McKenzie). I just stopped here and then pushed on for tanks at Murat Bay 10 miles further on (McKenzie). Here I met an Afghan who directed me to Mr Tourney’s farm where I had tea & stopped for the night. Any amount of tanks between Penong and here. Mileage 1331.

Friday 29th April

Left Mr Tourney’s farm & called in at another farm 4 miles away. This man has been overland so I went to him for some hints. Rode along the Meghiny 12 miles from Murat Bay Tanks. Called in at another farm as this was the last I would see for 100 odd miles & thought it best to get food on board. Pushed on to Wandna (12 miles from Meghiny) got water here and set going again. Came across bike tracks & decided to follow them as they seemed to go the way I wanted. Came to Govt. Tank about 12 or 14 miles. No water in it. Camped at woolshed about ½ mile from there. Wild dogs kicked up a terrible row. Woolshed was at Nungikompita.

Saturday 30th April 1898

Left Nungikompita shed at 7.30am & pushed on. Goodness knows where I was going, I did not. Was just going to turn back when I noticed a hut in the distance. Found water there, boiled billy & had some scran. A young chap came along on horseback. He belonged to a wild dog party.

He told me it was Puria hut and advised me to wait until his father came along as he knew the country all around. The father on returning, was so busy that he could hardly spare a moment, but he gave me a very pressing invitation to stay with him till he could have more time to himself. As I was in no hurry I decided to stop. Borrowed a gun from him and went out after rabbits, but they were a bit too smart for me. The blacks of the camp got some & I had the pleasure of tasting some of their cooking. They bake the rabbits in the ashes with fur on everything. When cooked they skin them. They were very tasty. Stopped all day Sunday.

Monday 2nd May 1898

Left Puria Hut at 8.30 am. I did not got to Wlula Rocks, took shortcut to First tanks, distance 19 miles. Crossed the telegraph line 15 miles from Puria Hut then dodged in and out of it the next 4 miles. To Yartoo

1st tank from Puria 19 miles

2nd tank from 1st tank 7 ½ miles

3rd tank from 2nd tank 15 miles

Ponky Dam from last tank 7 ½ miles

Ponky Dam from Yardoo about 16 miles

From the first tank to the third tank nearly all sand. Had to walk a great part of it. Road through ranges water washed. Arrived Yartoo Station 3pm. Stopped there for the night for fear the road was bad. I was treated very well by Mr Crawford of Yartoo.

Tuesday 3rd May 1898

Left Gartoo at 8am. Road very fair. Reached Yardea at 9.30 am. Stopped there for dinner at the invitation of Mr Cole, the station master & Mr Kirk. Left there at 3pm. Passed Thurlga 18 miles at 5pm. Road very rough, hilly & sandy to there, rode 4 ½ miles further to the camp of the wild dog party sent out by the S.A. Govt. under the management of Mr Hubble, a real toff, who could not do enough for me. I enjoyed the evening playing crib with him and his party.

Wednesday May 4th 1898

I left the 5 mile hut where Mr Hubble & his party were camped at 9.30am and intend to make as far as possible. Tried to take a short cut across country but got on wrong track & went 8 miles before I discovered my mistake. Was on the lookout for Coralbignie Station 35 miles from the 5 mile hut. Took the wrong track 1 mile west of the station, got out as far as Nonning old woolshed, put back to pick up track again & came to Coralbignie Station drenching wet as it had rained 3 good showers since I left the 5 mile. Decided to stop with Mr Cameron the station owner. This gentleman is an ardent cyclist, he use the bike to round up his cattle here & says he could not do without it as the horses are too poor & could not trust a day’s journey to them. This is the gentleman the Pastoral Commision made a note of for using the bike for this purpose.

Mileage 1530

Thursday 5th May 1898

Left Coralbignie en route for Port Augusta. Camped at Panduera Station that night & left next morning & arrived in Port Augusta about 9am Friday.

Saturday 7th May 1898

In the morning got man in a boat to row me across to the other side. Met crowd with bikes on opposite side waiting for the President of the Club to come. They were going out to meet me. I made myself known to them and they to me to the President’s Hotel opposite the wharf. Got a good welcome, had a good wash & breakfast. Afterwards went out shopping with some of the Pt Augusta lads. Had haircut & shave, pants shirt, coat, hat, shoes & socks & and was not allowed to pay for anything. I after had a welcome from the residents of Pt Augusta in the hall. Spent the day here.

Sunday 8th May 1898

Left at 9am with about 20 cyclists. We parted at Horrocks Pass & I pushed on through Wilmington. At Melrose for dinner & had tea at Gladstone & off again & pulled up at Yacka. 1729 miles. Head wind blew all day.

Monday 9th May 1898

Left Yacka, wind still blowing a gale. Pushed though to Clare had dinner & through to Tarlee. Delivered a mail from Yardea Post Officer to the Kirk’s mother, on of the operators at Yardea. Had tea with them & then pushed on through through Templers to Gawler.

No lamps in town or on bike. Ran into Constable Shinnick & Mr Brown who were yarning in the middle of the road. Things looked queer for me. I gave my name & address when demanded. I was forgiven my sins & they proceeded to give me a welcome into Gawler on behalf of themselves & fellow citizens. I pushed on to Adelaide after being instructed by Constable Shinnick how to go about things.

I did as he told me & everything turned out alright.

Arrived Adelaide 2am 10th May 1898

Mileage 1842

Right through without puncture

In all I had 16 days (can’t read this bit)

Arthur Richardson

A born adventurer, among his many feats at the turn of the 20th century Arthur Richardson planned and executed the first solo circumcycling of Australia. Hugh Richardson, Arthur's grand nephew, has republished the famous and rare account of Arthur's trip "A Remarkable Ride". Hugh spoke at the January 2018 meeting. For more on this story read Jim Fitzpatrick’s entry on Arthur at the Australian Dictionary of Biography.

Richardson Reaches Katherine The West Australian Monday September 11th 1899

On Friday evening we received the following telegram from Arthur Richardson, who is engaged in an attempt to cycle round Australia, and who left Perth early in June last :

KATHERINE, September 8.
From Hall’s Creek, the last telegraph station on the West Austral- ian side, I rode across very rough, mountain- ous country to Flora Valley, then running the Regenda Creek down to Booty’s station. Here the bad country for blacks commenced with a rough piece of country to Ord River Station. I got through all right, and, spelling there for two days, I got a look at some maps of the country, for there are no roads or tracks from Ord River to the Katherine. I also got a good supply of our, beef, etc. I made a seven days’ stage “per boot” to Wave Hill, having a very rough time, running out of tucker, and living like a black- fellow. I struck Wave Hill Station all right. Mr. Cahill, the manager, made me very wel- come, and I had a good spell there.
Then, with the worst patch of country in Australia in front of me, I got a black boy to show me a short cut across the ranges to the Victoria River but he “reckoned plenty blackfel- lows all about,” and ran away, the rst night, leaving me “on my own.” I had a very rough time from constant exposure and several falls caused through travelling at night, and had very little sleep, for the blacks are very bad. I had no “ tucker“ but what I could catch, and I was fairly tired out by the time I struck the Victoria River about seven miles below the station. Here Mr. Watson, the manager, insisted on my having a good spell, absolutely refusing to let me go on.
Luckily, while I was there he had news from Wyndham that would take him to Port Darwin at once, so I travelled in with him. We were both glad of company for the blacks are bad all through here, and no one ever goes out mustering without a 9in.“colt” in his belt. The last two hundred and forty miles to the Katherine has not had any wheel traf c on it for four years, so that I could not travel much faster with my bike than Mr. Watson with the horses. We got in here this afternoon. My bike tyres are all right, and I am going strongly.
ARTHUR RICHARDSON.