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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Thursday, September 14, 2006

No reaction

I rode past a car crash on my way into work this morning. For some that might seem like a remarkable event, but to be honest I just saw it as another obstacle that I had to negotiate to get from point A to point B. Apparently there were two cars involved, and from the positioning of them it was apparent that at least one of them ran a red light. I rode away thinking more about my own reaction than the crash itself. How did I become so desensitised to this sort of thing?

I've heard theories in the past which suggest that if a person watches too much carnage on their television, they can become desensitised to similar things happening in their own world. That doesn't really apply to me because I simply don't watch enough television, and yet, I appear totally desensitised by the crash this morning. One might argue that because I don't drive a car I "wouldn't understand", but I've had enough crashes on my bike (albeit without ever actually breaking anything more than a spoke) to know that it hurts.

A more likely conclusion is that I have become desensitised to car crashes because I've ridden past so many of them. It would be an exaggeration to say that I see them everyday, but only a small exaggeration. The same applies with red light runners, speed freaks, drunks, and all the rest. On Saturday's ride, for example, I had some drunk in a ute asked me if there was an RBT unit up the road. He was so drunk that he had to say it three times before I figured out what he wanted (unfortunately, there wasn't one, but I wouldn't have told him if there was). Most days I see at least one idiot who thinks red lights don't apply to them (I'm sure there would be more if I rode on quieter roads, where traffic doesn't provide the same "hindrance" to red light runners), and "speed limit" seems to mean "minimum acceptable speed" these days.

Consequently, when I see the inevitable result of this behaviour, I am not at all surprised. This morning it was "just another idiot who didn't look before charging through the light". In truth, if I'd been the "victim" of this crash, I'd probably be admonishing myself for failing to predict that the other guy wasn't stopping. It is, of course, very sad that a public road, any public road, should descend into this sort of chaos. But until people start thinking of something other than themselves for five minutes, and until we get a police force that is either willing or able to enforce the law, I'm just going to have to keep dealing with this obstacle day after day.


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