I rode over to Robyn’s place in Ryde for lunch this morning, and then rode back in the late afternoon after the day had cooled down. In the process I discovered some new paths in areas I don’t normally ride. Yesterday I rode to see the dentist in Cremorne and found that the length of Kent Street in the City… Read more →
The RTA has created (with no publicity that I’ve seen), a website where they’re trying to get cyclists to tell the Authority where and how they ride. They say that it’s the: first step in a NSW Government program to improve the availability of information about bike-riding in the State. In this first, 10-week phase we are asking cyclists to… Read more →
Danya and I rode out to Parramatta today, getting somewhat lost. It was a slightly longer ride than I planned, but we found that there’s a fair number of bike routes around the place, although you might not know it. I had the Edge switched to Map mode all the way from Homebush Bay, although it was a decent demonstration… Read more →
Chris came into work at lunch after checking the letterbox, all happy and brandishing a pamphlet entitled “Challenging Religion”, subtitled “big fraud or big solution”, obviously thinking that it was some skeptical/aethist conference along the lines of the one in Melbourne. His face fell moments later when he had a look at the list of speakers – two, thereof; Lyle… Read more →
I just came back from watching John Cale, supported by Jack Ladder. I walked in just before the latter started, and the first thing I thought of was that someone had been listening to a lot of The Triffids. Actually, there’s also some Lloyd Cole in there as well, but it’s not really as derivative as that might sound, or… Read more →
The RTA hates cyclists. You might have already guessed that, but I have proof. I rode through the inner west to Meadowbank (where there’s these ugly apartments called Shepherd’s Camp or something similar – no self-respecting shepherd would come within a mile of them, I’m sure). From there, the bike path winds along the north of the river until it… Read more →
Western Sydney is hot. Marrickville might seem hot, but it’s not really. After about 75km and 4:35, I’d had enough. Now I’m waiting for the train to take me the rest of the way. I’ll do a longer post later, with details.
Danya and I rode to Church Point and back today, in a figure 8. I rode over to his place to meet him at 7am, and we went through Lilyfield to the Bridge and up the coast from Manly to Mona Vale. Then we scooted up McCarrs Creek Road and back via Mona Vale Road and the Pacific Highway to… Read more →
Since I didn’t have enough leave accrued to take off up north again this Christmas, I’d gradually been planning to take a week off to do some longer rides around Sydney and hopefully get up to the Blue Mountains to see the new home for some friends who moved out of Sydney a few months ago. Everything coalesced into next… Read more →
Carl Scully, the ex NSW roads minister, has a piece in the SMH today in which he tries to blame cyclists for his mistakes. He claims that we’re second class citizens who shouldn’t be on the roads and who don’t pay for our use of the roads anyway. The comments have it right in calling him on his bullshit; it’s… Read more →
Danya and I rode around the eastern suburbs today, as another training exercise for the ‘Gong, which is in two weeks time. It was going to be a straightforward loop out to Watson’s Bay, down to La Perouse and back to Marrickville. Unfortunately, Danya got a flat on the climb from Watson’s Bay, and we ended up with a more… Read more →
The graduate and family Originally uploaded by wamblicious Danya graduated with a first-class honours science degree from Sydney University yesterday. It only seems like a little while ago that he first came down to Sydney and crashed on my couch for a few months. He’s grown in many ways since then, and it’s a real pleasure to see him honoured… Read more →
Walking into a delicatessen around here almost seems like walking into a Python sketch now. As well as English cheeses being harder to find, it appears that French cheeses may be next on the list to go. The guy at the Newtown Deli was complaining that he has had a lot of trouble getting his usual supplies, and I couldn’t… Read more →
The trip up was reasonable. Bobbie dropped me at the station at about 6:15; the luggage people asked what I was giving them for transport, and I said it was a bike – they said OK. At Coffs, I was walking along the station towards the luggage cart and didn’t see the bike bag, so I called out that there… Read more →
