A week is a long time in politics If that is the case then my life must be worst than politics. Last time I posted on the blog I was going to hike the Appennini and then start planning the big hike in Israel, now the former has not happened and the later is in…
Category: Day report
When it rains, it pours
Lots of good stuff in the last day. I slept much better than I thought. After spending a lovely evening in the company of a small bottle of Jack Daniels and a book, while fraternising with the camp kitchen fauna (2 cockroaches, one dead one alive), I retired to the tent where the unseasonal temperature…
Sydney just over the horizon
As Forest said: “I’m pretty tired” It is showing more in the planning than in the cycling, but I’m definitely doing less. I guess having cycled more than 4000 miles in the last four and a bit months is taking a bit of a toll on the mind. This is of course not helped by…
The Grand Pacific Drive
Nothing grand so far Another day of cycling and another day closer to the destination. Today I rode both into the wind and with the wind on my tail, I rode both on secluded roads and on the highway in a section that could well be called a motorway. The day started with a good…
Not much to say really
The end of a generic day Sometime I wonder if I should write less and give it a rest when there is not much that tickles my brain during the day. Then I remember that, no disrespect to the listening public but, this blog is the only way I have to remember as, advancing age…
Ten Thousand Flying foxes
A day of rest and then back on the saddle. I decided that one week in Sydney was enough so I took a day off in Batemans Bay. Did not do much, went for a walk and sat by the sea reading, but on my way to the sea I stumbled onto the most amazing…
To Batemans Bay
A day of of cake and cycle As the distance between me and the next long pause diminishes I am noticing a worrying shift of attitude that I need to be watchful for if I do not want to loose the form I have achieved in the first week of rest. In saying that the…
The Sapphire Coast
A costal road away from the sea Second last day of riding before the Canberra break and I was relishing the Sapphire Costal ride, The little I had seen of the sea was quite nice and I hoped that I could get more excited about Australia thanks to a few good coast views. Route 3,058,549…
Unwelcome guest
“The only good snake is a dead snake!” Campsite check-in lady The legs are definitely getting better, starting to ride this morning was not problematic although I was glad to only have a short day ahead of me. Coming to the end of the tour and having more time than I need I have decided…
Eden
Bye bye Victoria and hallo New South Wales Cann River proved to be an interesting place. I went out at night searching for a watering hole in the hope to sample some of the local wine, I discovered that the place was hardly a tourist destination, more like a trucker stop over. Despite that I…