We spent a great week enjoying the good company of family and the surf culture of Manly in Sydney as we planned the final assault on Brisbane. As luck would have it the Hurley Australian Open Surf and Skate Carnival was being played out only metres from where we were staying. We were treated to a continuous procession of boards,...
Not before time, we finally got to send almost 8 kgs of our winter gear on to Brisbane, so with fresh legs, a tail wind and a big load off, the hills on the way to Ulladulla didn’t seem nearly as hard as those before Bateman’s Bay. Still 55km took us just over 3 hours and we were glad to...
We thought once we’d made it through the South East of Victoria that we’d be hill fit and ready to roll. I had high hopes of making Sydney by the end of January, averaging just over 70km a day. Surely after almost 6000km we were bike fit….How naïve was I. The hills of the South Coast of NSW were ready...
Well we literally did “chill” in Lakes Entrance. With the heat wave breaking several records all over Victoria we holed up in the unexpected air conditioning, venturing out, only in the cool of the evening to visit the various social hotspots around town… We had planned it well again. Our biggest worry was a bushfire near Cann River that had...
Viewpoint at 13th Beach – Victoria With the Great Ocean Road behind us we were on the next major leg of our cycling tour across Australia to the Pacific Coast. After taking the coastal road track from Torquay via the very beautiful 13th Beach, we arrived in a compact and very pretty Queenscliffe on the Western inlet of Port Phillip...
What a difference a day makes. After an enforced rest day in Robe because of crazy high winds (in the wrong direction), we awoke to a gorgeous sunny day with fairly mild winds and perfect mid twenty temperatures. We had a fairly short cycling day planned to Beachport (~50km) so there was no hurry to get on the bikes. When...
We were a bit shabby the next morning having had one too many refreshing beverages with our mate Scotty. By the time we had the tent down and everything on board we were feeling something close to human. Heading down the main street of Strathalbyn to try and find breakfast, we were greeted by the sight of dozens of bikers...
Mark had driven me up this route a couple of days before and left me in no doubt as to how difficult it would be. It’s a steep 10km climb that tested even the more experienced road cyclists with their feather-weight bikes. Yes we’d met a few hills in our ride through the Barossa Valley but this was a whole...
It was a short but extremely busy ride from Riverton to Tarlee where we’d left the Clare Valley and entered the Barossa. The traffic kept us on our toes and we were extremely happy to turn off onto the Kapunda Road and some peace and quiet. Our ride into Kapunda, and the Barossa Valley, has to be one of our...
While we were super excited to cycle up to Broken Hill to see our mums, there was no way we were going to cycle the same road back if we could help it. Luckily for us, Tim’s brother has a ute (utility for those of you not Aussies) and was kind enough to drive us back to Peterborough to start...
Mirissa: More Than Just A Beach
2 Nov, 2018
