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..

More cycling blogs

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Thursday, March 15, 2007

By hook or by crook

Sometimes a man's gotta do what a man's gotta do. Yesterday afternoon's commute was no exception. The roundabout at the intersection of Upton Street and Ashmore Road is a notorious clusterf*ck. The kind you generally get when you get about 500,000 small town idiots suddenly thrown together in a "city". On this occasion, some ute driver had positioned himself in such a way that three of the four entrances to the roundabout were gridlocked (the fourth would have been if anybody had been coming from the Sorrento side).

Usually I can pick my way through this sort of thing, but yesterday the gaps just weren't there. The solution eventually required me to get off the bike, walk across the median strip in the middle of the roundabout, get back on the bike and pedal off before the gridlock moves. This isn't actually as difficult as it sounds -- in 2004 I actually crashed in the middle of some gridlock and still had time to get up and do some minor repairs before anything moved. Walking across the roundabout took just a few seconds, and I was on my way. Apparently they'd moved by the time I returned for the ride into work this morning.

Or had they? This morning I had to contend with yet another unannounced road closure along the way. The Gold Coast seems to be developing a reputation for this sort of thing lately, and I'm not entirely sure why. I ended up having to ride across a substantial portion of grass to get to where I wanted to be. This all could have been avoided with a sign or two on Bundall Road of course, but evidently that's too much to expect around here. By the time I got off Bundall Road and headed toward Upton Street, it was easier to simply keep going rather than try to turn around. Just as well I ride a bike that can cope with that sort of thing.

As I said, sometimes a man's gotta do what a man's gotta do.


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