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, October 05, 2004

October Grey

The title of this entry is a blatant steal from a very good Screaming Jets tune from a few years ago that I happen to be listening to right now, but it encapsulates what I saw today. Just one moment that captured the essence of the car-dependent culture that we are surrounded by, and it's not very nice. It was in Southport, about 500 metres (I guess) from work, I crested over the closest thing to a hill on my ride to work, and there is was, all laid out before me.

I stared ahead at the Gold Coast Highway, four lanes (or was it six?) of wall to wall traffic as far as the eye could see. The bushfire smoke drifting across from the Hinterland (hope they get that out for tomorrow morning) gave the whole thing a grey tinge. Could have been Sydney, New York or Los Angeles with that level of pollution. Maybe it was a symbol of the culture that the McDonalds sign from Labrador was somehow visible in the distance. Maybe it was also just as well that I left the camera at home today.

Pollution levels aren't normally that high around here, and it seemed better in the afternoon (despite the gridlock on the Sundale Bridge). However, what was scary is that this looks so much like it could be a vision from the future. I look at the rate this place is growing, (the population rose by 25% between 1996 and 2001, and a look at the outer suburbs since then tells me this is showing no signs of slowing), what I saw this morning might one day be a familiar sight here. It might be just as well for me to start saving for a move -- if I can pull it off as well as next year's New Zealand trip.

Still, at least I can take some solace from the fact that I cycle everywhere I go. I was in and out of it remarkably quickly -- particularly on the ride home this evening. Traffic management is something that seems to have been totally forgotten in the urge to build more outer-lying suburbs -- and there's just no space to expand the roads around Southport/Surfers Paradise/Broadbeach. This should ram home the folly of trying to cope with increased traffic by simply building bigger roads (like trying to deal with obesity with a bigger belt), but I doubt our planners or the people who elect them have the brains to realise this.

Combine that with the failure to take into account the water situation (we almost ran out last year -- unbelieveable when you consider the catchment has some of the highest rainfall areas on mainland Australia), the Gold Coast is heading for a major crisis in 5-10 years time. Unless, of course, the tourist operators start to think their revenue might be at risk and crack the whip.


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