Melrose is an awesome little town nestled in the base of Mt Remarkable.
It’s the number one stop for people who want to climb Mt Remarkable. It is also
well known for mountain biking and the Fat Tyre Festival. As it is a mountain
biking town we hired some mountain bikes. The bikes were very good and at a
decent price.
Behind our caravan there was the Pump Track which is like a BMX
track. We had a few stacks. After Jacob and I had spent some time on the pump
track getting some air and getting used to our bikes, we headed off to do our
first mountain bike track ” Weaving Camels”.
“Weaving Camels” followed an old dry creek bed. We had to cross the
creek a few times, which was a little bit difficult as the creek bed was rocky
and the banks were steep. From “Weaving Camels” we headed out to “Farmers Free Wheeling
Fun” track. You may think from the name that it is all downhill. Wrong. It was a
fair bit of uphill but when we did reach the top it was a very fun ride down
the mountain, rattling over rocks, riding over roots and riding through deep ruts
in the gully until we finally made it out to the monument, which is a WWII
monument on top of a hill overlooking the town. From here it was a simple case
of racing down the road back to our camp.
Day two of our cycling adventure. We hit the tracks early at
7am as it was supposed to reach 39 degrees later in the day. We headed off to a
property 3 k’s out of town. But we had to climb up and down steep hills and,
remembering that we would have to do the same thing on the way back, we decided
to give it a miss. Even first gear didn’t do the trick. We headed out to the
show grounds were we could ride anywhere. It was a good practise for us to use
the gears. Jacob and I found plenty of good tracks to ride on and some mounds
to ride up and down. We came back home for a quick refreshment, then we hit the
tracks again. This time we went along “Weaving Camels” right to the end. That’s
where Mum went over the handle bars and tumbled down the hill. She ended up
with bumps and bruises, but no cuts or broken bones.
Then we hit the “Farmers Free Wheeling Fun Track” again; this
time we went up higher and turned onto the “Benchin” trail. The first bit of
the track was a very steep angled, loose rock climb. We didn’t want any broken
bones so we pushed the bikes up. But the next section of the “Benchin” track
was my favourite part. It was a nice downhill slope with some good turns on it.
On one side it had rocks and the other side there was a steep drop down into
the valley floor. I had the most fun I have had in my entire life. I was
hitting turns, dust was flying up behind me and I was going so fast that I caught
dad and Jacob in a few seconds. I nearly lost it at one point, my back tyre
skidded out from under me but I managed to get my foot down and push myself upright.
We joined back up with “FFWFT” and coasted down to the monument. Dad, Jacob and I decided to go down the trail
instead of the road. It was very steep in some sections with a lot of loose gravel
and we had to brake hard a lot. Jacob decided he wanted to come back out alive
so he changed back to the road before things became too serious. Dad and I kept
going.
Back at the caravan park, Jacob and I hit the Pump Track,
with me doing a silly manoeuvre and ended up somersaulting over the handle
bars and using my face as a brake. The result; a busted lip and angels riding
mountain bikes around my head. Jacob had a hard time as well when he flew off the
seat and hit the frame. You can figure out what happened next, that’s right bruising
his private parts.
On our last day we did school work, quite a bit actually.
Mum was so proud of us that she brought a mountain biking movie “Follow Me”. We
haven’t watched it yet but Mum promised us once we get this dam blog finished
we can watch it. Dad and I went to the pub later in the day for a couple of
sherbets. We came back and Jacob and I made some friends at the Pump Track. We took turns on their bikes as we didn’t
have any bikes of our own now. We had
some races and I had another stack and twisted my ankle, but still had a stack
of fun.
We had a fire with wood that we had collected from our neighbours.
They had left that morning and had given it to us. As the fire started to
really get going the wind picked up, storms clouds started rolling in, lighting
flashed across the sky and thunder rumbled. We scurried around trying to pack
everything up before the rain started. Once we did that, we retreated to the
van to sleep. It was a sleepless night for me I had no pillow, Jacob was
snoring, the rain was pounding against the roof of the van and with every lightning
strike my bed was light up like daylight. I did manage to get a few minutes of
sleep though.
By Nate
For the kids Melrose was all about the mountain biking and I
must say, it is well set up for it. Most of the trails are at the base of Mt
Remarkable and they take you through some truly special Australian landscapes. Melrose
is also a town steeped in history, being the first settled in the Flinders
Rangers in 1840’s. A very quiet little
town with 100 residents, a primary school of 25 students, 2 pubs, a coffee
shop/blacksmith, a brick a’ brac shop and a grocery store/service station, which
closed at 2pm on Monday’s. We had a few
drinks in the North Star pub, the oldest pub in the Flinders Ranges, on the
afternoon of the 39 degrees heat. A
beautiful big old pub with unique accommodation cottages out the back. These are difficult to describe; best if you
just look at the pictures below. Melrose was a fun and relaxing experience.
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Going through southern Flinders Ranges approaching Melrose |
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The very cool bike shop |
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Our rigs |
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Ready to set off on our first adventure |
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Crossing the dry creek bed |
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Farmers Free Wheeling Fun track. This is the first time we attempted it. |
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The beautiful view we were rewarded with once up at the monument |
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Jacob riding in show grounds with Mt Remarkable in the back ground. |
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Taking a much deserved break |
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Nate checking out which track to take next |
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Proof that it got to 39 degrees. It was still 31 degrees at 2 o'clock the next morning. |
Cutting lose on the Pump track
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Cool accommodation units at the North Star Pub |
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Swimming in the pool at the back of the pub |
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Sitting of verandah at front of North Star Hotel |
Bluey's Bloodstone Blacksmith and Cafe
Streets of Melrose
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We saved our camp fire for the last day when the temperature was down to a more pleasant 28 degrees. Nice and comfortable here until the storm rolled in. |
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One of the many bruises that I attained |
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Boys in the school playground, which was right next door to our camp site. |
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