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, February 23, 2012

Tunnel vision

This is actually a relatively ancient post, but one that I've not got around to writing up, so I'm doing it now. A while ago, Martin and I decided to finally explore the infamous Burringbar Tunnel, which, despite the name, is better approached from Stokers Siding these days. I had been there before, but that was before the legendary downpour of 2010, and thus I had considered the possibility that things could be totally different this time. I was proven right.

The early part of the ride through Urliup, Murwillumbah and toward Stokers Siding was elementary enough, although it took me a while to adjust to the ride along the old railway line (literally) on a bike with really crappy suspension. Martin, of course, took to that section like a champion. The glow worms at the tunnel itself were spectacular as always. I haven't had as many night rides as usual over the last six to nine months, which has, of course, meant fewer glow worm encounters.

It was after the tunnel that my earlier prediction came back to haunt us. Last time I was here, the section to the south after the tunnel was actually easier to ride due to a slight downhill gradient, but as I said, that was *before* the legendary downpour of 2010. This time, the track was completely overgrown. Being brave or maybe just stupid, we decided to trek through it, knowing full well there would be plenty of spiky lantana among it. I managed to obtain a rather memorable cut on my calf when one particular vine wrapped itself around particularly effectively.

Only an idiot would think a cut on the leg would stop me after last year's injuries. Besides, now the fun part of the ride was coming up, on the old fire trail over the very top of the Burringbar Range (the one that's almost twice the height of the "pass" on the main road). Things never really got as interesting or scary as they had on the old rail line, but the scenery was probably much prettier.

Beyond that, there is little to tell. We were both in agreement that now the section along the old rail line was in the "it's done, never to do again" category. Of course, I'll probably change my mind, but the few minor but annoying tweaks my lantana-inspired broken skin was giving me on the final climb over Tomewin may tell a different story. The one quandary that remains is how I can include the forestry section over the Burringbar Range into a longer MTB epic. I suppose the next item on that particular agenda will be exploring the possible connection between Burringbar and Mt Jerusalem to the west. I really should set aside a day next winter (the dry season) to do just that.


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