Carinyah to Wungong
Munda Biddi Trail
22nd August 2021
The Ride - Day Two on the Munda Biddi and after cutting the first day 36km short of the target, it was agreed that we would be up early and out of camp by 7:30am at the latest. This would give us plenty of time to reach Jarrahdale and assess our options from there as we attempted to make up some lost ground. With a tried and tested sleep system, I had a nice rest made more comfortable by keeping my earbuds in all night to drown out the collective snoring of everyone at camp that night (including me). One of the three guys that rocked up in the afternoon the day before had warned us and brought his own large bag of earplugs but I found they didn't quite do the job. Riding at the end of winter was always going to present the challenge of cold mornings but it wasn't too bad as we went about packing everything away and loading up the bikes.
With multiple bags spread out over the bike, I find packing up when riding much easier as there isn't a specific order to things and there are less bottlenecks of what needs to be ready first. After a nice tea beverage to warm the insides, we were ready to leave and said goodbye to the three guys doing an overnighter, knowing we would see them again at some point today as they overtook us heading into Jarrahdale. We made it all the way to the end of the spur trail leading into camp before Aron had to faff about with his gear (now sporting a third story on his back rack) but were soon riding off into the She-Oak, looking very spooky in the misty conditions. With wet and humid conditions, my camera wasn't playing ball and was fogging up quite a lot early on, meaning the photos weren't very good. I think I've salvaged enough to fill the galleries but it wasn't ideal. Having cycled this section to Brookton Hwy with Donovan last year, I knew it was a pleasant, if a little forgettable as you ride through the forest. With a good mix of flowing vehicle track, single track and excellent forest riding, it was just nice to be out and about.
I was stopping frequently to photograph the various wildflowers and forest scenes along the way, having to wipe my lens before most shots. This provided a nice opportunity for Aron to catch up and we'd exchange a hello or a nod, something that would happen hundreds, if not thousands of times over the course of the next three weeks. Mixed in with the forest through here is a taster of what to expect after crossing the highway with some open granite sections providing some variety. With lots of grey clouds around and a foggy lens, the photos don't do it justice but the scenery was really calm and moody, something I enjoy quite a lot. At one point you head towards the highway and think the crossing is nearby but then the trail loops around on itself and you ride parallel for a few hundred metres before reaching the official crossing. Finding the blue wooden marker that lets you know where to go next, we made it to the other side and continued on towards Albany Hwy. If we didn't have such a long day ahead, I would have taken the side trip to Boulder Rock by heading west along the vehicle tracks just after the crossing but that would have added another 3-4km (at this point my plan was to cycle 90km+ to Dandalup).