Another 4am wake up call today. Not the greatest way to begin the day, but looking on the bright side, we don't have to set an alarm to make sure we're up in time to eat the hotel breakfasts.

As we approach the half way point of the ride we are nearing Tweed territory, so today was bookended by visits from friends we met on the very first Max's Big Ride. Will Austin, a Tweed local who we met on year one and who rode with Andrew on year two came out in the morning to say g'day and see the riders off, and this evening we were paid a visit by the amazing Chris and Tristan Lindsay who hosted us for a magnificent dinner after a hard day in 2015 (we still talk about those burgers!) and, most memorably, orchestrated our unforgettable arrival into Tweed two years ago. It was great to see them all, and a definite shame that we only get to catch up once a year in relatively rushed circumstances.

Today's ride was an easy one (Andrew's words, not mine). There was no headwind and it was blue skies all the way, so even though it's warming up he sailed into Napanee ahead of schedule and even squeezed in a nap before dinner. We're about to hit the hay again, and our fingers are very tightly crossed that all that fresh air is wearing Isla out and tomorrow she'll sleep so late we'll miss breakfast.