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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Wednesday, November 15, 2006


In a world in which everyone is masquerading as someone else, in which so many people promise so much but deliver so little, in which everyone sells out to the highest bidder, in which we are expected to feign respect for institutions we consider absurd, sometimes it's refreshing to ride into a dark rainforest at night, turn off the lights and just take in the sights and the sounds. I'm talking about the green glow from the glow worms, the flash of the fire flies, the ever so subtle sounds of the night time bird calls and bubbling creek, and the unique scent of the rainforest.

The irony here, is that after going through the vast majority of my life thinking I had no allergies, I have discovered one. While riding through the rainforest at Austinville on dark summer nights (or on warm winter nights when extra layers are not needed), I find that my arms begin to itch ever so slightly, but an itch that doesn't go away with scratching. I am, in fact, allergic to one of the things I love most in the entire world. Why it should be a problem there I don't know. This "problem" wasn't evident in the rainforests of New Zealand, Tasmania or even nearby rainforests such as Urliup. Yet last night, I was reminded of it once again. It's a testament to the beauty of the area (or perhaps my own stupidity) that I keep going back.


Anonymous Anonymous said...

What are you allergic to?

12:03 am  
Blogger Chris L said...

Something in that particular patch of rainforest. I'm not quite sure exactly what -- there are a lot of plants and animals there.

1:43 pm  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I live right on a creek and at night the loudest things here are the frogs and occasionally an owl. It's beautiful. Enough to make one wonder what level of collective unconscious we share with the animals or the entire planet... if Buddhism hasn't answered that already...

There's something to be said for reality in the natural world.

11:00 pm  

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