My Mid-Winter Molesworth Ride

Last year on my ride around the South Island I ran out of time to cycle the Molesworth. So this remote high country station road was on the top of my list for this year. One slight inconvenience is that the road closes 8 months a year. 2 out of 3 days a year they…

Way Out East

I noticed a little wiggly road on my map going nowhere. So I went to have a look.  The Ohuka road, winds its way over a ridge and down a valley from where it climbs as a little dirt track and keeps going up and down until your legs are screaming. Or just plain give…

Summertime, And the livin’ is easy

If you have to take a shower, you might as well share it. With 100 frogs. You never know I figured. No luck so far. But there’s many more to go. And I have to admit, I rather be kept company by these little creatures where the most dangerous side-effect might be a salmonella-infection, than…

Rough Roads and one Rock

The road after Mount Dare is a little remote. Most of Australia is a little remote for that matter. I like that. I set off towards Finke and the Geographical centre of Australia. Where I collected a little bit of sand from the exact middle of the country. That is now sitting in my sisters cupboard…

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…

Outback Encounters

The wind is blowing a gale. Apparently August is known for it’s forceful winds. Some one should’ve told me before I decided to cycle long stretches of road through barren desert country… But anyway, I’ve found out. And sometimes the wind seems to be favorable. Mostly though, not so. All I can do is struggle on…

Got Wheels

I didn’t get very far after my last update…. About 400km is my guess. Obviously I should have been well past Perth by now. According to ‘The Plan’. But I am not and I will tell you why; After 10 glorious days in domesticated bliss of baking apple pies and shooting cartons I figured it…