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, June 23, 2011

Tosspot of the week

Queensland's motorists aren't exactly known for their intelligence, so this probably shouldn't come as a surprise, but sometimes trying to figure out the "logic" behind certain actions can give one plenty of thinking to do in idle time. Such a situation arose on the ride home from work this evening. Traffic was banked up on the approach to a roundabout (or traffic cirle to those in the Northern Hemisphere) as usual at that time of day, but one idiot just couldn't grasp the concept.

This moron started by doing the usual thing, leaning on the horn to try to get the driver in front of him (who had nowhere to go in the gridlock anyway) to somehow move somewhere. Of course, "moving" doesn't happen very often in gridlock (at least not if you have four wheels), so the honks weren't having the desired effect. Of course, our moron wasn't satisfied with this, so his next move was to physically get out of his car and walk to the car in front of him, shouting "move your f*ckin' car!".

I actually didn't see what happened next, as by this stage I had picked my way through the gridlock and cycled on. But it does beg the question - what was this moron hoping to achieve? Did he really believe that shouting abuse at the driver in front of him was going to get the traffic to start moving? Even after his honks had clearly failed to do so? More to the point, what was he going to do if the traffic did start to move while he was standing in the roadway shouting abuse? Some people seem to be so stupid that they would get a black eye from being punched in the mouth.

Honestly, why doesn't our government send people like this to go and fight in Afghanistan or Iraq? With a bit of luck, they might catch a stray bullet from a freedom fighter, then maybe those wars might actually serve a purpose.


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