Audax Australia
This is the umbrella organisation running long distance cycling events in Australia Their website includes a calendar of events.

A place where cyclist can keep track of their mileage and any number of other statistics, as well as an attached forum.

A set of discussion forums covering almost every conceivable cycling related topic.

Cycling Adventurer
The Cycling Adventurer has tossed in the structured life of an urbanite to explore the world by bicycle. A well-written site detailing how he came to cycling, and what he learned along the way.

Crazy Guy on a Bike

Bicycle touring journals from all over the world, including a couple of my own.

Johns Cycles

This is my LBS on the Gold Coast. While they cater more to the racing market, their service, advice and workmanship is the best on the coast.

St Kilda Cycles

Importers of all manner of things hard to find in Australia, including the legendary Schmidt hub dynamo & E6 lights.


Wonderings and wanderings out and about in Portland, Oregon, US

The Journey
The journey begins in Perth, Western Australia.

Lance Notstrong
The "other" Lance!

Ms Mittens
The Wired Cat on-line

Iron Gambit

Aussie Writer and Cycletourist
A blog chronicling the writing and cycling of a seaside baby boomer.

Up in Alaska
Jill's subarctic journal about ice, bears and distant dreams of the midnight sun.

The Kin Chronicles
Taking mediocrity to a new level of ordinary.

Riding and running with a vengeance.

London Cycling Diary
Pedalling across the capital since August 2005.

CouchPilot-2-BikePilot (Zin's cycling blog)
Living an adventurous life with Type-2-Diabetes.

The adventures of Crazy Biker Chick
... Including cycling, adventuring, cooking, knitting and ranting.

Redneck Espanol
The two wheeled Spanish redneck.

Treadly and me
"Work is something I do between riding my bicycle".

Womanist philosophy and theology. Cycling, climbing, art, single-motherhood and fire-twirling.

Adrian Fitch's random rambling.
A bit about cycling, a bit about genealogy, a bit about radio but mostly a lot about nothing at all.

Geo's big adventure
The life and times of Geo.

It's about the bike
Musings on the cycling life.

Various cycling tidbits.

Industry Outsider
A blog about bikes and stuff.

Tweed Coast Treadly
An old man's bicycle riding diary.

A cyclist's life in Tenerife
(Canary Islands).

Bike to work to live to bike
It's never too late to get back on the bike

Stupid Hurts
Just the random scribblings of a guy with a bicycle

I'm not drunk enough for this
Really, I'm not.

What can I say? Just read it.

Mozam's cycling adventures
A random collection of the things I like to do most, and mostly that is to ride my bikes, bicycles that is... My musings from competitive riding, long distance endurance to puttering around the neighborhood..

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Tuesday, September 21, 2004

More than I could chew?

Sometimes time constriants prevent me from updating this as quickly as I might. Last Sunday came, and with it two more beautiful rides. The first being an early-morning trek to Austinville -- totally unplanned, but I had a big feed of spaghetti bolognese to burn off from the previous night. It was here that I was able to observe another dying breath from the winter wildflower wonderland that takes place annually in these parts, even if the temperatures could hardly be called winter.

And yet, they can add just that little bit of polish to another landscape.

And then came the evening ride (the day in between had been surprisingly uneventful) -- this one was planned, but it's just that nobody else had spoken to the one doing the planning (see my previous post on this issue below). It all started innocently enough with a twilight cruise down the coast.

Even over the climbs of Bilambil and Hogan's Rainforest (with the glow worms) it all seemed OK. The trouble was I ran out of juice viciously on The Pilgrim's Road in North Tumbulgum. I was even "out of the saddle" on the Urliup climb, which is sacrilege. By this stage, there were a few lightning strikes around, and these provided some inspiration. However, I know I should have packed a muesli bar to chomp on at Urliup in the rainforest.

The ride through the dirt road of Urliup at night is one of the most peaceful things imaginable. The tyres on the gravel and the occasional owl are the only things that can be heard. It's easy to think pleasant thoughts here, and just as well, as it's very easy to keep track of your thoughts here. The Bilambil climb on the return was a flashback to 1997, and the days when I used to really struggle with it, and the last 30km of suburbia just wouldn't pass -- save for the occasional blast of energy that came out of nowhere and would last for about a minute or so.

The arrival home coincided with a moderate case of diahorrea, which, thankfully, went away fairly quickly. I suspect it was just all that water I drank, and not enough solid foods. As I said, I should have brought that muesli bar along.

It was on this morning's commute that I got to renew and old acquaintence, well, we've been renewed a couple of times lately. I think she has a calming influence on me, as I seem to be able to relax when she's there, in a way I can't most of the time, and not worry about my riding speed(her pace is a little slower than mine in that respect). Of course, it might have been different if I'd actually been running late for work, but that just didn't seem to matter this morning.

I still don't think there's anything doing on the romance front there -- I don't think we've even introduced ourselves properly. And I'm not so sure that's what I want at the moment. I value having my weekends to myself right now. However, I know I'll be happy if our paths cross again tomorrow morning.


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