Familiar yet foreign. That’s how I would describe driving the car. It’s something I know how to do, yet now, it feels a little different. In fact, driving the car feels a little weird. It’s nearly nine months since this experiment began. That’s nine months of driving less. And riding my bicycle more. Much more. The experiment was never framed to eliminate the car but to test the boundaries of where the… Read More
The heavens smiled on me today. A seventy percent chance of showers, the weather forecast read. Hmm, I have some people to meet for coffee this morning at Burleigh Heads, almost seven kilometres away. It wasn’t an essential, must-go-to-at-all-costs type of meeting. It sprang from bumping into a friend over the weekend, realising it’d been a long time since we’d chatted, and followed with an invitation to join in for a catch-up… Read More
The thought of riding a bicycle in Copenhagen was intoxicating. It had been 72 hours and 15,637 kilometres since I last spun some pedals around and this city is one of the world’s cycling capitals, a role model for bicycle culture and lifestyle. I wanted to experience it first hand. I wanted to see just how good cycling in everyday life can be when people live out their everyday lives on two… Read More