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, December 31, 2009

Oh my Darling(ton)

A couple of weeks ago it was brought to my attention that there is a mountain range around here that I haven't actually climbed. Astonishing! Even more astonishing was the fact that I have ridden past the turn off to get there many hundreds of times, without ever taking the road. Earlier this month I decided to rectify the situation.

Getting there involved a regulation ride to Canungra, taking a back road out of the town and up the range. Of course, being Canungra, the opening to the climb was mind-buggeringly steep. This wasn't a problem until I hit the dirt section, and some huge corrugations. Looking back in hindsight, perhaps it's just as well that I did this before the recent rain, because this road may well become impassable in the wet. The road flattened momentarily, before opening up into an even steeper climb on narrow, loose gravel. It seemed like a huge effort, but the reward when I reached the plateau at the top was worth the effort, with views opening up in every direction.

Riding across the top of this range was like stepping back in time 100 years, with the old farm houses, the dirt road and cattle wandering around the paddocks unrestrained. A few times I was glad I didn't wear red after catching the sight of the odd bull among the herd. Of course, anything that goes up has to come down again, albeit reluctantly. The descent back to Canungra on the corrugated dirt road was frightening, and I've never been so glad to return to that town after a ride before.

I opted to detour over Beechmont on the way home, another stiff climb, but two mountains in one morning is nothing unusual these days, and I was able to slaughter the climb. The ride across the greenery of the Beechmont Range is always beautiful, and I took my time, trying to delay the descent back to the heat of the coast for as long as possible. It was a great way to cap of a great ride.

For the two people who actually read this blog, I do have some posts to catch up on, but first I have to try to retrieve some pictures from a camera that drowned in the rain of earlier this week. Before that, there is a small matter of a weekend away, starting tomorrow. Bring it on.


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