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, October 13, 2006

Do you remember the first time?

I seem to be in the middle of a long gap between "real" bike tours right now, my next one probably won't be until around July of next year. Since riding the stretch between Beaudesert and Boonah a couple of months ago (for the first time since my first bike tour in 2000), I've been asking myself what I would have done differently, had I attacked that particular tour with the touring experience I have now. It's no secret that I was naive about a number of things on that initial ride through South Queensland and Northern NSW. Interestingly, however, there probably aren't a lot of things that I would change in hindsight.

I probably would have liked to have done the ride with better equipment. However, given my budget at the time (I had been living technically below the poverty line for a decade), that probably wasn't a realistic possibility. As it was, the tent I was using did it's job, as did the sleeping bag. They were just a bit heavier than newer and more expensive products would have been. The thing that I seemed to lack most of all was confidence. More specifically, the confidence to get right off the beaten track.

This may sound ridiculous, but at the time I actually felt more comfortable riding on the highways than the back roads. After all, I had been commuting on the Gold Coast a number of years by that stage, and I was very confident in dealing with traffic. What I didn't have, was the confidence to deal with some of the rougher terrain in the more remote places I was expecting to find. Of course, subsequent tours (particularly Tasmania) have shown that phobia up to be completely ridiculous, but it's sometimes astonishing what we fear before we conquer it. Most people would probably have a heart attack over that traffic that I ride through each day to get to and from work, yet it doesn't bother me at all.

Sometimes I get a desire to take two weeks and "re-do" the ride. That is, ride to the same destination, only this time using the routes that I would now choose, as opposed to what I chose at that time. There are probably some sections where I would need to use the same route, but I'd still make a lot of changes. That desire is usually tempered by the difficulty in finding the two weeks off. After all, I've now moved on to bigger and better things in cycle touring -- I'll need my vacation time in Scotland next year. On the other hand, the desire to get back to the place where I cut my teeth, the place where I began to realise just what I was capable of, still won't die. Perhaps I've give in to it and go back... one day.


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