Man versus gravel!

Oops. We decided to get 'our holiday incident' out of the way on day one. The rail trail is about two metres wide. Anything outside of that could be soft shoulder, dirt, mud and, as mum and I discovered, deep and loose gravel.

Over we went. Thank goodness I was wearing my helmet, pants and boots - not. Poor mum had some grazes.

Some long soothing showers were the order in Everton. And a nice pub dinner brought back to the cabin.

Great day!