Morya and Congo

We busked outside the cafe again in Narooma first thing but no one was around. They still gave us breakfast. Then rode to Morya. 3 punctures. We're riding on the highway by the cars come so close that we have to ride in the gutter, hence the flats.

Busking was good outside Woolworths in Morya. I called up Jeff, a local busker and protest singer who Matt, the manager of the mini-golf (and an ex-muso) put us in contact with. He came out and told us about a place to camp. Congo, a surf spot between two national parks nearby. I dumpster dived for dinner outside Woolies, and he took us over there in his van. We swapped songs and he gave us busking tips.