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, March 22, 2005

A partial restoration

This one happened on my ride home from work -- not a ride that I particularly enjoy (relatively speaking), but one that I persist with because of it's utility value. This was on the approach to a roundabout (read: traffic circle) at Broadbeach. I'd seen another cyclist enter the roundabout from another approach, but at the time I hadn't really given it a second thought. Partially because he had a clearer run through it than I did, meaning he'd be long gone by the time I got through, but moreso because I had another situation to deal with.

Some idiot in a car behind me decided that, although he was yet to actually figure out which direction he was going, he just had to pass under any circumstances -- even though he still had to decide what he was going to do next. This is a move I've seen plenty of times, so I was neither threatened nor impressed by it, and I saw it coming long before the idiot had even made up his tiny mind to attempt it.

However, after dealing with the situation and getting through the roundabout (in front of the idiot I might add), I saw the other cyclist waiting at the other side. We shared a quick joke about Gold Coast drivers, then went our separate ways. It was only three hours later that it dawned on me what had happened here. It appears as though this guy recognised the situation I was in and waited around to make sure I was OK. This was something he didn't need to do, least of all for a total stranger, but he did it anyway.

In the last twelve months, my faith in human nature has suffered a little, largely due to being physically assaulted while cycling on no fewer than four occasions during that time (although that's counting the ones that missed). Now somebody has gone some way toward restoring that faith a little. My only regret is that I didn't recognise this gesture in time to thank him for it. On the other hand, perhaps the best way of thanking him might be simply to follow his lead.


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