Yes I ride, but my horse is a bicyle.
After leaving Christchurch I found myself cycling through a lot of low hanging clouds. It made me think this should be named ‘land of the low white cloud‘. Since the roads were pretty flat to […]
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A new year, a new Calendar.
I’ve been busy, This time a little less riding, but I put together a few calenders. Since the new year is just about here I figured they might come in useful, if you happen to […]
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. […]
About Rainbows, Random Encounters and the Royal Flying Doctors
Warburton is one of the Aboriginal communities in the shire of Ngaanyatjarraku. Yes… I’ve been trying to pronounce that too. This shire is rather unique in the fact it has a whole 12.6 km of […]
Making Tracks… and Bush Food
After this whirlwind week of flying around the world I came back to Yulara to find my gear & bicycle in the exact spot I left it a week earlier. Thanks to Pam at the Ayers Rock […]
Cycling Dutch Girl 