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I decided to make the shelter shed at Kirra Point my turnaround point. It was Tuesday and my training program for the Great Vic required a 25 kilometre ride. No-one was at the shelter shed when I arrived so I wheeled my bike inside. With a strong northerly wind making whitecaps on the sea, it wasn’t a great day for photographing the water. So I positioned my bike against the timber railings of the heritage… Read More
Gothenburg is a city of commerce, bustling the length of a long thin harbour and along narrow cobble-stoned streets where shops furnish Swedish style and advertise Global Blue Tax Free shopping. The city was doused in hues of grey during our stay, except for one day when the clouds cleared and Nordic blue swept the sky clear. Sunshine sent the flowers into rapture and I joined them. I walked that sunny day,… 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
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