At the next rest spot we stopped and met two cyclists. One a 72 year old man, Douglas, from Carnarvon who was cycling to the master's games in Alice Springs (a national sporting competition for the retired). He explained that the people at the masters games were basically a pack of wimps who thought that a game of lawn bowls was exhausting.
After the master's he is planning to cycle around Australia.
He's 72. Come on dad. Your only 70. What are you going? (Now that should spark a comment)