a bike for all seasons
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I’ve enjoyed many conversations lately about bicycles and bike-riding. There are dozens of stories about what riding a bike means to people. Someone said to me recently: “I only ride a bike if it’s sunny, there are no hills and I’m in Europe!” I heard another person say… “I’m not a serious rider, I just ride for exercise.” Every person has a story to tell about riding (or not riding) a bike…. Read More
It was a sunny morning on Coolangatta beach. The sea was sending small swells around Greenmount headland. Two young girls were learning to surf in the shallows. A slight sweep of the current and undulating sand beneath made it awkward to pick the right place for the peak. We bodysurfed a couple of waves and headed back to the bikes to change and ride on to a new little coffee house. Riding… Read More
Cars are few. Bikes are plenty. The speed limit is 25km/hour. Most visitors ride bikes. Nobody needs a bike lock. The air is clean. The water is clear and unpolluted. “Wake up! Wake up! You’re dreaming!” I hear you yell. And I might have thought the same if I hadn’t seen it for myself. There is an island, given birth about seven million years ago when lava flowed from a volcano in… Read More
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