End of the seaside commute

It's now official. As of Monday, my job moves to a new office in a different suburb. Given that Bundall isn't a beachside suburb (and doesn't really have much else going for it either incidentally), it effectively means the end of my ride to and from work alongside the South Pacific. Of course, I could still detour that way if I really wanted to, but doing so would eliminate the one true advantage of changing commutes, which is that it would allow me more time to do other rides, but virtue of the fact that it's now shorter.

I haven't really been in a position to snap any recent photos, largely due to the construction of grandstands and other structures for an impending car race (yes, my former commute is turned into a racetrack for one weekend a year). Incidentally, I notice the organisers have made sure all the advertising banners are already in place, despite the fact that the event itself is still a few weeks away. It doesn't bother me greatly as I can ignore them, but it must be a bitch for the local residents who find some of their local access hindered for weeks longer than is really necessary.

I'm digressing. Below I present some pictures from my old commute, snapped on different days, in an attempt to showcase some of the more appealing things I used to see on this route.











I'd like to say the possibility of a new commute is an exciting prospect, but in truth, it's all on roads that I've ridden hundreds of times before. Regardless, I'll do a "dry run" on Sunday afternoon (after riding an imperial century of course) to time it, and also to work out some bike storage arrangements, as I suspect my employer may have overlooked this detail.