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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Friday, January 28, 2005

Fruit salad and icecream appreciation post

What can I say? It was hot out there today -- too hot. Yesterday I'd had a slight fever, but it appeared to have cleared up this morning, perhaps it had not. I set off regardless, initially through the beautiful gorge country between the Gold Coast and Canungra -- this is one of the most underrated rides in the entire country in my view. Actually, it was quite a pleasant start to the ride, the temperatures weren't even all that oppressive!

After Canungra the scenery changes dramatically -- I don't know whether it's the mountains of the Beechmont Range and Mt Tamborine, or because it's been cleared, but it always seems drier -- and somehow wilder -- out here. Although, Today it was surprisingly green.

Now it was warming up, through the towns of Beaudesert and Jimboomba in ever increasing temperatures, clearing 30 degrees C quite early on, before doubling back on Camp Cable road and heading for Mt Tamborine -- it was here that the problems started. On the early part of that climb (around an 8% gradient), the heat really got to me -- I had no power, my heart rate was jumping on even the slightest effort. My legs wanted to work, but the heat just wouldn't let the rest of the machinery function. I ate a muesli bar, and had to fight to keep it from coming straight back up. Eventually I reached the rainforest on the higher part of the mountain, and was quite relieved to grab a couple of pictures.

There hasn't been that volume of water coming over Curtis Falls in years -- although I don't venture to Tamborine that often these days. At the top I found a place selling fruit salad -- good, something I knew I'd be able to keep down. I was asked "do you want icecream with that, or are you too healthy?" Icecream is healthy on a day like this! Actually, Tamborine offers some breathtaking views from the top.

The descent came and passed quickly, and I was back in the lowlands before too much longer. Great, back in the heat again -- only now I had mechanical issues, and the smaller gears on the middle chain-ring were slipping -- meaning I couldn't attack Wongawallan* as I would have liked. I pressed on through the heat, struggling across the relentless hills all the way to Nerang, just concentrating on a high cadence and efficient pedalling in this heat.

At Nerang the temperatures seemed a little cooler momentarily, could it be that it might be cooler on the coast? After negotiating a surprising piece of gridlock, I discovered the answer to that question in the negative. It was 35 degrees C on the Coast, and about 169% humidity. About 3km from home I found a convenience store, and bought some cold water with which to wash down my last muesli bar -- the heat had been that oppressive that I wasn't expecting to make it home without doing so (despite the fact that I'd already covered 165km in those conditions).

Now I'm left wondering what the problem was. I've dealt with hotter before, and the slight fever -- even if it was still there, appeared relatively benign. I'm not sure it was the "bonk" in the conventional sense -- my legs felt fine, and I still had the mental faculties to successfully spot and predict the rat-runners when I got back to the Coast, but for some reason I just didn't cope with the heat at all.

I am sure of one thing -- next time I'm given the option to take a different day off work for a public holiday, I'll check the weather forecast and pick the one with the lower temperatures!

* Wongawallan is a range east of Mt Tamborine. It's not massively high (only 130 metres above sea level), but coming just after Tamborine it can cause a problem. The way to deal with it normally is to just attack it from the outset -- take it as a personal affront that such a range would dare get in your way, and tear it apart. Make the entire Earth tremble in fear at the thought of being hit by shrapnel from your tearing of Wongawallan to pieces. Don't defeat it, own it 169%, why settle for victory when fatal ownage is so much better? Victory is for wet, wishy-washy losers!

Time for bed I think.


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