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This post begins a series of stories from my road trip in South East Queensland. With campervan packed and bikes loaded on the back, we went travelling old roads with new eyes. One degree Celsius. Mostly sunny. Fernvale. 7am Sunday 3rd July. I stood in the car park wearing leg warmers, cycling shorts, three layers of merino wool under a shell jacket, a woollen skull cap and gloves. Shivering. Partly from the… Read More
The hour before dawn carries a stillness like no other part of the day. Something fresh is happening. A new day is beginning. And its sights, scents and sounds spill gently into this quietness. Today, I was pedalling my bike pre-dawn to fit in around work commitments. Stepping outside into the cool air, my sleepy head soon woke. ‘There’s the saucepan’ I said pointing at the three stars that form Orion’s belt. They sparkled and blinked as the breaking… Read More
I hadn’t planned to ride in the Bunya Mountains. An invitation arrived to share a cabin there over the long weekend with friends. It’d been the late 90s since I’d visited the Bunyas so I was looking forward to going there again. Bicycle riding, though, was unlikely to be in the equation. The Bunya Mountains sit like an elevated island of rainforest habitat surrounded by dry flat plains that stretch to the horizon. Sitting at about 1000 metres above… Read More
a bike for all seasons 