The Boss goes cycleabout with Len

Now Len you understand is half white Australian half aboriginal. "The best of both Boss he assures" with a big grin. Born in the bush near Alice Springs he grew up in an aboriginal settlement with his mother before going away to school. Somehow Len is able to move between the two ill fitting cultures.
"Boss why are you Pommie bastards so hopeless with barbeques?" said Len with a twinkle in his eye.
"We are as good as barbies as you lot are at cycling?"
"Oh Yeah?"
"Oh Yeah!"
"Race?"
The Boss foolishly agreed. It was a bad move, a no brainer. Even when Len swapped his Dawes bike for the Boss' Rayleigh hybrid it made no difference. Len won by 15 minutes and the actual course took him 30!

Having got that out of their systems Len proposed they go cycelabout. It is rather like an aboriginal walkabout but on bikes.
"How do we do that Len?"
"Well we get some food and drink together and get on our bikes and head off."
"What about maps? Routes? Hotel? A tent?"
"Naw we'll just head off and see which way the wind blows us"
"Oh...OK," said a rather subdued Boss. "Oh what the heck it sounds fun."
"Sure thing Boss. Let's go"

To be continued or not!