It turned out that Cann River was a bit of a metropolis in the morning and had the best café we’d seen in a long time. The Wild Rye Bakery made great coffee, lovely breakfast sandwiches and ace pies, which we had for lunch. We even found time for a second coffee. ​

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The main event of the day was crossing into New South Wales. We’re now interstate cyclists, if not yet international. ​

We’re spending the night at the Wallagaraugh River rest area, which is just a lay by on the A1. We have a toilet and picnic bench and a stream to filter water from, but otherwise it’s just us and the passing trucks

We did find time for a swim in the river - well, a sit in the River anyway.  

Great cyclist tan there!