On Monday morning I went on a 350 km ride in pissing down rain to get to Gawler near Adelaide.
Trev (Aussie Trev) invited me to visit Gawler and his mate Bernie had a room in his house for me to stay in. As soon as I arrived Trevor noticed the big dent in my front rim.
I got it while crossing the Nullarbor when I hit a stone in one of the gravel roads with lowered tire pressure and a 100 km/h. He told me I couldn't go on like that and started talking to people on the phone. We removed the front wheel from the bike to care about it the next day.
In the evening Trev and Bernie invited me to a local pub and I had my first Barramundi (fish) ever.