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About to rollout of Berowra station
carpark on Day 1, on a balmy early Spring morn', bound for Wollombi,
where our 6 rider contingent was joined by Andrew and Gilad to Mt.
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Brunch at the Wild Rose Cafe
Cessnock on our 2nd morn' |
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Bank Teller snavelled a pair of
"fully imported" jeans at next door, Lowes, for $9.99 |
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Scott aka Patternmaker showing the entrance to his
train-carriage 'digs' during two nights in Paterson |
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Awaiting our 'freebee' train ride through the verdant
bucolic, rustic, Hunter farmlands |

Arriving at the Metropolitis of Dungog |
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Pigging-out at a beaut bakery in
Dungog, après a 20 min train ride from Paterson. In beef
country, meat pies are rarely in short supply |

Richard aka Sloth was absent
cause he'd opted to cycle from Paterson to Dungog, via
Clarence Town, to soak up more ambience |
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Day 3 heading twds Stroud is the closest
Muggs have ever got to the revered Linger 'n Die Hill on
Monkerai Rd |

Another snap of Monkerai Rd |
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Climbing up Stroud Mtn on one of the
better road sections |
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