Familiar Faces in New Places

How lucky was I to run into Tony & Margaret last year (twice!) on some South Island backtracks, not only did they give me some useful pointers down that way, we also parted with the words; “If you ever get to Auckland….” So here I find myself, in Tony’s spare room while getting ready for…

About Traffic and Termites

Where my road met the Peninsula developmental Road the track became a little less funny. I found that a lot of people heading North on this large and long dirt track ride with a ‘highway mentality“, as I call it. It means people are in a hurry to get somewhere, the top of Australia in…

Shows and Showers

If you follow this road and turn left at the end, you get back to the main track. A friendly man painting his fence told me. So I followed the road. But there didn’t seem to be an end to it. So I turned left at random. But in this state forest all tracks look…

Cross Country. Finally!

You can’t accuse me of being fast. Never have been. Never will be. But after two years skimming around the edges and occasionaly fluttering inland I’ve finally managed to cross this country East to West. Yay! This brings my grand total to about 50.000km. Not that I’m counting… The last 2000km I’ve been cycling with Stuart and…

Along The Old Ghan

The Old Ghan, originally called the Great Northern Railway, is a tale of the triumphs of pioneering Australians in a landscape of extremes. Or so the information sign says. It continued by telling me; The Ghan opened the way into Australia’s remote interior. Unofficially called ‘The Ghan’, it provided isolated residents with a physical and…

Not The End

I rolled into the small country town of Braidswood on a glorious afternoon. It’s worth mentioning this since the weather has been everything but great my last few weeks in Australia. My newfound surrogate-parents,  Robert and Joan, had mentioned the rodeo in town this weekend and the cattle-sales. I have not seen a cattle sale-yard…

Dancing with Dingo’s

I can not think of anywhere I’d rather be, or anything I rather do then being here on my bike. How lucky is that? I’ve been on roads where cars don’t go and where I didn’t see any motorbikes either. Just some sturdy 4WD’s with mine workers or travellers wondering if I got lost or…