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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Monday, April 03, 2006

When day turns to night

Last night I decided to take a twilight/evening ride up to Binna Burra in the hinterland. It was the first time I'd done this ride at night (although I've done it in daylight enough times to do it blindfolded now). The sunset actually came a little earlier than I'd anticipated, but I wasn't enjoying the heat very much either, so that isn't necessarily a complaint. It was almost a surreal experience climbing the early section to Lower Beechmont in the almost pink light of the evening sky.

The darkness came quickly after the top of that first section, although the faint light in the western sky (pictured at the top) remained for quite a while. After that it was just me and a billion stars in the night sky. There's something about really clearing away from the city -- totally, and opening up across the plateau at the top among the stars. It's a unique feeling of being totally alive that just can't be achieved anywhere else. This eventually gave way to the lumpy hills and the unique night bird calls of Lamington National Park, and the final assault on Mt Roberts that represents the summit.

After this followed the screaming descent of Mt Roberts, before heading back the way I came to Lower Beechmont and beyond. The lights of the Gold Coast in the distance were a beacon and a threat all at once. On the one hand, it was quite entrancing to look at them from above, but I wasn't looking forward to descending to the rat race again.

As it was, I took a detour to Hinze Dam on the way home, if only to add some extra distance and push the climbing above 1,500 metres. The only mistake here was returning to Nerang via the not-so-old Gilston ride that Martin and I used to do regularly a couple of years ago. Even by Gold Coast standards, the expansion of suburbia into this area is ridiculous. I wouldn't mind so much if the area wasn't so damn sanitised. It seems like they can't leave a single tree standing in their quest to make the urbanites feel at home in "the country". As it turns out, this area has lost all it's character and charm. Even a lot of the ups and downs in the road have been flattened. I have some great memories from when this stretch was a little wilder, but memories they will have to remain now.

Fortunately, the trend is basically downhill, so I'm back in the other suburbia and closer to home a little quicker, and surprisingly tired at the end of it. So Binna Burra now joins Numibah Valley and the Tweed Valley as regular day rides that I have now done at night. Maybe I'll add Springbrook to the list next.


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