Two sets of skinny legs, and two sets of big ones met for a roll, south, to somewhere.
We got to Mordi, and we knew that this wasn't far enough.
We got to Frankston, and it felt like a reasonable distance, but as a location, it lacked something. It didn't match the mood of the day. It wasn't still, like the minds and the bay.
We went to Mornington, where for something much more appropriate than a bakery stop. We stopped at a charcuterie.
Strava link.
D: 124.7km
A: 621m
PMPW: 94kg
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