Great Cycle Challenge - The Rest Of The First Week

WEEK 1

Ok, just a quick bulk update from the first week of my Great Cycle Challenge.

Everyone should be up to speed with Day 1 as per my previous post.

Day 2 

was a gentle recovery ride which found me trying to find the flattest possible route because I didn't want to climb any hills after Day 1! 

203km on Day 1, no flats. About 5 minutes after the above photo was taken,

10.5km into Day 2, pffffttt-flat! Maaannn!! 

The rest of Day 2 was a bit wet and very gentle.

Day 3 

was a day to cover some kilometres as I was about to head off to work for four days, with almost no opportunity to ride. I managed to bang out 65km (40mi) which is two days worth of riding. Not bad as I was still feeling Day 1's effects.

Chillertek rang for a chat about 15 seconds after I took the above photo so I had a nice chat to him while pedalling along the waterfront!

To cap Day 3 off, I added a new steed to my stable! Woo Hoo!! 

Yup, going fat-ish with 3.0 rubber and staying with the Lefty. That makes two Leftys in my stable now, which reminds me that I must update my "My Rides" page as it has changed significantly in the last few months.

Day 4

Day 4 was a "rest" day mostly spent in Sydney with a little work tacked on from mid afternoon.

Day 5 

I actually managed to find a cheap flat bar hybrid bike that I was able to pedal south along the Gold Coast on a crackingly stunning Spring day. Not too hot but warm enough to see plenty of beach goers out enjoying themselves.

I managed 52km which is almost two days worth of riding. Not bad for time away from home.

Day 6

was a full day at work with no prospect of any pedalling. This was fine as I need to be a bit careful and give myself some rest days. I don't want to end up overtrained and sick or worse still, unmotivated!

Day 7

was an early start for a ride with the kids and a good mate and his keen young fella. I got a first ride on the new Cannondale and spent the ride quietly noting things that would need adjusting/changing. I must say, this is a normal process with any new bike I buy and overall I was pleased with how the 3 inch tyres felt and handled. I will give some more thoughts on the "Beast" once I get it more sorted. Another 30km in the bank today.

Week 2

Day 1 of Week 2 started out early again, this time with a gravel grinding loop around the south eastern area of Brisbane's bushlands, which are quite substantial. I was accompanied by a couple of mates who were keen to check out some of the trails they hadn't seen before.

We didn't get far (like 500m) before we had our first puncture of the day. Cyclocross tyres and rocks can be a hazardous combination as Josh found out. His only spare tube used already with another 64-ish kilometres to go......

The ride threw up a little of everything from the singletrack above, to open fire trail below...

To hike-a-bike route finding......

Unfortunatley, it seemed to be a day that orange bikes suffered from rapidly deflating tyres with our second flat (well, sort of flat. The Stan's sealed the hole but it just needed topping up with air) of the day at about the 36km mark. Thankfully, that was the last for the day with my 60psi Sammy Slicks going on to record zero punctures despite copping a caning at times.

That sees me sitting on 444.5km(276mi) on Day 8 of the challenge. I might go close to knocking out a kilometre-for-dollar ratio of 1 at this rate......that is unless the dollars begin to flow in again.......

Thanks for checking in.

Cheers.

Blacksheep Global Man Ride

Sunday was Day 1 of my Great Cycle Challenge and also coincided with the Blacksheep Clothing Global Man Ride, a ride to help raise awareness for men's mental health. It was taking place in 9 locations around the world and consisted of a 200km (125mi) loop with 2000 to 4000m (6500 to 13000') of climbing in each country.

And this is somehow meant to improve mental health I hear you ask?!?
Well, there is something about challenging yourself physically but really a ride such as the Man Ride is more of a mental challenge. Having a big group of like minded lunatics...er riders around you, bantering and joking away is a great way to meet new people and cut through many normal social barriers. There isn't time, nor energy to be too guarded when you are physically and mentally in the hurt box so a ride like this can be a great tool to get people talking about men's mental health in general and hopefully get guys who are struggling, to reach out for help.

I heard about the ride on Friday afternoon and rolled up at 6am Sunday for the ride. 200km off the couch? No problems..........

Registering at Blacksheep Cycling in Helen Street Teneriffe saw me needing to push through a huge crowd of riders to get to the paperwork. Coffee and pastries were flying out the door but I must admit, I was a bit too nervous to partake. You see, I am not much of a roady. Actually, I am not a roady at all. I am just a guy that happens to own a road bike who rides it with a few mates who aren't roadys either. That means I don't know the roady ettiquette for pretty much anything.
Not sock height.
Not kit selection.
Not wheel size.
My legs are scarily hairy, a dead giveaway from 50 yards but maybe everyone was keeping eyes above waist level today because they let me tag along!

It was pleasing to see quite a few ladies along for the ride as well with a smattering spread across each of the 5 ride groups. I was entered in Group 4 which was a 30km/h (19mph) group. This sounded fair as I can hold 30km/h on my solo rides and while it is much easier when you are hiding from the wind in a group, how would 30km/h feel after 180km?
Well, there was only one way to find out.

Just after 6:30 we found ourselves rolling out, following a couple of designated ride leaders (and wind breakers- no, not that kind of wind breaking!) and falling into a two abreast snake of twenty-odd riders.

The roads were very quiet being early on a Sunday morning which was nice as we were riding some normally busy inner city streets to get to the always enjoyable Boondall Wetlands bike path.

We fairly roared along in a large group and were on the bikeway in no time. Yep, we were dodging walkers, riders and little kids wobbling all over the track on their bikes but we managed not to clean any of them up (somehow!) and emerged from the bike path to cruise along the Esplanade at Sandgate.

Our one and only flat tyre of the group happened just a few minutes before the first stop of the day with the guy I was riding next to being the victim. I stopped with him while he quickly changed his tube then we smashed it the 3 kilometres to the Anchorage Bakery Cafe in Newport.

Here we caught Group 3 just about to head out. After a short but effective stop, we headed back out. I wasn't really sure where we were but trusted the ride leaders as we wound our way around the roads of the Pine Rivers shire.

We eventually left the built up areas and found ourselves on some more rural roads. These roads started to roll over a few small hills and I was beginning to "feel" my legs. I had deliberately not checked my GPS for a few hours now as once you start watching the kilometres tick over you are invariably disappointed with your progress and become more concerned that you 'aint gonna make it! So, when I began to feel my legs I knew we must be around the 100km mark but I still wasn't looking at the GPS.

Sure enough, we crested one last hill then rolled into the tiny town of Wamuran  for another assault on a bakery which I had overheard earlier in the day was at the 110km(68mi) point. Here we again overlapped with Group 3, so 50 odd hungry and thirsty riders decended like a plague of locusts on their refrigerated drinks. The 'fridge was almost bare by the time I got to it. I wonder how Group 5 went as they rolled in just as we were rolling out?

Now shit was getting real! We had to climb Campbell's Pocket Road which was the BIG climb of the day up to Mount Mee. Pretty much a 370m(1200ft) climb over just 7km(4.3mi). Not too tricky on a mountain bike but with road bike gearing my legs were screaming at me for about an hour and twenty minutes......needless to say, this blew the group completely to smithereens as each rider settled into his or her acceptable level of pain and grovelled on.

How sweet was that stop at Mt Mee? I was really starting to think "I might not make this thing" as I hungrily dived into my musette bag that the support vehicle had dropped off for us. How embarrassing would that be though? Giving myself a small uppercut and stirring some concrete into my bottle I reminded myself that the drop OFF Mt Mee is pretty good and I would be able to "wing" this thing.....at least until the Dayboro bakery stop.......

After this short break I felt better and was able to fall into a rhythm climbing the last 50m or so before the descent into Dayboro began. This descent was too fast to do anything but hold on as I personally got up to 63km/h. Plenty fast enough when you only have 1" wide rubber and some skin tight clothes on.

The Dayboro bakery was a welcome sight on many a dirt bike ride and so it proved to be today as I dismounted into a half trot, straight up the the pie warmer, where I took possesion of a lovely little sausage roll and coffee milk. This lasted just long enough for me to get a photo then 2.83 seconds later it was gone!

The aches were starting to manifest themselves now. Sore feet, sore toes, sore arms, sore back, sore hands, sore butt, dry eyes...the list went on. I still had not looked at my GPS but was hoping that we were into the last 50 kilometres by now.

Rolling out of Dayboro we were pushing into a strong headwind and even being tucked into the group I could feel it's evil hands at work, holding me back. Luckily, we had taken a wrong turn and needed to backtrack meaning that wind was pushing us back. Sweet! We soon turned up a road that reared up over a short but steep hill and this set the tone for the next 30-40 minutes. My legs were NOT happy at all!

Many, many rolling hills ensued and I did my best to hold onto the bunch. I kept finding myself near the back and for non road riders you have no idea how hard it is to hold onto the back of the group as it surges and ebbs along. One second you are grinding for all you are worth to stay in the slipstream, the next you are feathering the brakes to stop from running up the back of the rider 4" in front. This is very draining stuff, especially after 150+km.

We eventually got back into the city of Brisbane to be met with dark skies and the threat of rain. After three months of zero rainfall I would have been happy for the skies to open up on us but we were lucky enough to have it at least hold off until we were almost back to the start/finish line at Blacksheep.

Whew!!
That was one tough day out in the saddle!
To congratulate/commiserate, the awesome Blacksheep crew were handing out icy cold beers made in the Green Beacon brewery across the street. Dave W thrust one into my hand and with the ice dripping off it I just had to get a photo. Shame I was so shagged that I took a pic of the back of the can........ :(

I must thank Dave W (a fellow Tour Divide 2015 racer and finisher) for getting me off my butt and onto my road bike for what was a very enjoyable day in the saddle. Stats for the day were 203km(126mi) with 2180m(7150ft) of climbing. 

This was a great way to start my Great Cycle Challenge off and I hope to totally smash the distance this October to be worthy of the donations that everyone have very kindly made so far.

Thanks for checking in. Lots more rides to come this October.....

A Month Of Pedalling Beckons

Hi folks.
 As usual, my posting rate is dismally low. In my defence it is not due to lack of stuff going on but lack of time to share it. As evidence, some pics from the last few months....

However, I can give you a view into the future with my plan for October. It has been 4 years since I last signed up but I decided it was time to add some purpose and challenge to my cycling again. Yes dear reader, I have added my name to the list of riders in the Great Cycle Challenge. The aim of the challenge is to gain sponsorship to raise money for research into finding a cure for kids cancer. Which cancer? Well, all of them because they all suck!

I have nominated to ride 1000 kilometres in October, as I did in 2013. That is 32km(18mi) each and every day of the month. I know it can be done but riding 1000km is never an easy task so I hope I am up to the challenge this time around.

I plan on getting off on the right foot (or pedal) from the get-go. I have been roped into riding in the Blacksheep Man Ride tomorrow. The Man Ride has it's own honorable cause so I will be a double cause and hopefully a double century rider by tomorrow evening.

Roadside nutrition...

If anyone can spare a few dollars (fully tax deductible for us Aussie tax mules....er..payers)  then please head over to my Great Cycle Challenge page.

I will be trying to keep the blogger ball rolling for the month so that I can keep everyone up to date with my progress, so keep checkin' in.

Thanks in advance.

Updating Some Motorcycle Gear

While it is true that I don't get out on the motorcycle anywhere near enough I thought it was time to delete another excuse not to ride it. 

You see, if I want to go for a quick spin it is too hard to gear up, get the bike out and head off. If I take the car I am half way to my destination before I would even be leaving with the motorcycle. My main bugbear to using it more is footwear. I don't like wearing my full boots to go for a quick spin but I hate wearing my elastic sided work boot as well. They equal zero protection in the event of a spill.

The solution? Well, it is to buy some lightweight motorcycle boots that will give me some protection yet be easy to slip on and get out the door. A quick trip to 100% Bikes Accessory Warehouse which is just down the road from home yielded a great price on a pair of Alpinestar Fastback shoes. Not exactly what I was looking for as I did want a heel on the boot but close enough!

They are much more comfortable than my old work boots and cover my ankles which makes me feel safer if nothing else.

Yeah, ok, I need new jeans as well....

The other new addition is another helmet. I keep reverting to my old Arai Quantum that I bought in 2001, which was manufactured in '98! The Kabuto just isn't that much fun to wear, sounding "tinny" in the wind.

A mate was looking to sell his Bell Carbon Star which had only been used a handfull of times in his drag racer. It hadn't seen a single bug-splat in it's life being used inside a car! It was a Medium size which had me concerned as I have always been a large in shirts, hats, helmets, beers.....errr...you get the picture. Well, it actually fitted quite well and is very comfortable thank-you-very-much!

Another plus with being a Medium size, it will fit the kids better than my other helmets. I had my first request ever from Miss 15 the other day of "Dad, do you think you could take me for a ride on your motorbike"? Thinking about it I can't believe I haven't taken her for a ride on it (or any other motorcycle I have owned) before.

She has been around them since she was born but never been for a ride on one.

Strange.

 

We must rectify that.....

Cheers.

F*CK Photobucket

I noticed a few weeks back some kerfuffle on the interwebs about Photobucket blocking 3rd party hosting. I didn't give it much thought at the time because I didn't really know what 3rd party hosting was all about.
I had used their service as my little Bro had recommended it to me as a way to share photos. So naturally, when I started blogging I was dubious about the 1GB limit Blogger put on uploads being enough so kept using Photobandit. That was until I got sick of their glacially slow upload speeds and the CONSTANT bombardment of pop-ups. Then I went to a paid service with Smugmug and have been very happy with their price and service.

Fast forward to the other day when I was looking for a ride report I wrote back in 2013. When I found it of course I saw that all of the photos show this.....

FFS!!!!!

To cap it off apparently you can unlock all of your photos for either a $100USD or $500USD annual fee! Thanks for the notice Photobandit.

I don't mind that these people want to make some money from their hosting but the manner in which they informed their consumers/customers is completely underhanded. If this is their way of cleaning out their servers and customers, well then, they might be onto something because I am reading all over the net diatribes from enraged users who are bailing on them.

Being a bit ahhhrrrm....older......and hopefully a little less rash I am trying to come up with the best solution to this issue of broken links. 

Should I pay for the $100 subscription so that I can see what all of my photos are on each blog post, then re-host them on Smugmug or on the Blogger photo server, then delete my Photobandit account? Or do I try to remember what each photo was from 2010 to mid 2013 and fill them in that way?

 Either way will be quite time consuming but I am happy to hear ideas from you guys as to what you think the best course of action might be......

I think I need to go to my happy place for a while......

Cheers.

Mountainbiking With A MotoGP World Champion

I had a rather interesting phone call a few months back.
A mate had broken his elbow and so was unable to ride. He asked me if I wouldn't mind showing one of the SRAM and Rockshox sponsored ambassadors around the trails here in Cornubia for him while [R]evolution mountain bike magazine did a photo shoot? Sure! Why not? I am always happy to show new people around our little forest and to get to gatecrash a mag photo shoot would be pretty cool too.

Anyway, the morning rolled around and I was told to be ready to rock at 9am (pro hours!). I met up with my mate and he introduced me to the Rockshox techs and the [R]evolution guys. We talked some shit before the ambassador and his manager arrived. His manager? Who the fuck brings a manager to a mountain bike ride? Shit, I have never even met someone who has a manager. This was getting interesting!

Anyway, they finally roll around the corner into my mate's backyard and it is none other than Casey Stoner!! Turns out he is living here in South East Queensland these days and loving his mountain biking so SRAM and Rockshox, as well as Specialized bikes have gotten behind his habit and he is now spruiking for them.

So, Casey and I headed out the back gate and started up the hill where the others would meet us for the shoot. I pedalled my backside off and Casey was right on my back wheel the whole way. At the first intersection I asked if he would like to lead, which he did, so I got to follow. It was a 2 kilometre climb and I am happy to say that I kept on his wheel the whole way to the top - even if I couldn't have blown out a candle by the time we reached the top - with Casey barely breaking a sweat!

Dave sneaky shot. 

We reached the lads who were setting up and then just goofed around for an hour or so. I tried not to be a fan-boy and didn't mention that I was a rabid 500GP/MotoGP fan back in the day when he was coming through the ranks and had followed his career closely until about 2005 when I lost interest in the scene. I chatted to his manager for quite some time while photos were taken and discovered that they are still super busy with Casey being a test rider for Ducati (still fastest at the season opening tests!) as well as a brand ambassador for many companies which sees him still travelling extensively.

With a magazine photo shoot happening I was extremely aware of their sensitivity to anyone else taking photos (thanks to Gaz dragging me on plenty of shoots over the years) so was VERY circumspect in how I sneakily took some photos. There was no way I was going to post anything until well after [R]evolution Magazine hit the news stands.

After the guys worked on his bike and many photos were taken it was time to hit some more trail to find that "rad" shot. I was on again!!

Dave sneaky shot.

We headed down Resurrection trail then onto Stupidly happy trail with the photographer (Tim Bardsley-Smith) madly running after us. If we (Casey) thought a place looked good we waited until Tim caught up to us, caught his breath, then shot some action.

Dave sneaky shot of Tim and Casey.

This was interesting for a few reasons. Firstly, the composure of the shots. As an amateur photog it was great to get the scoop on lighting and angles. Secondly, it was amazing to watch Casey slide it into a corner time and time again, feet up drifting and basically meeting Tim's requests first go. He has clearly done photo shoots before!! Also it was evident how deeply he understood his suspension setup and knew what affected what. Me? I know it is the squishy thing on the front and back of the bike that makes the ride nicer........

When asked to run back up the hill and "do it again" he joked how much he enjoyed this shit. We asked why, as it must be much easier on a motorcycle to which he replied no, those things just hurt you. It hurts you every time you get on a MotoGP bike. 

Wow! Thinking about it though, those bikes are beasts and I guess you can't just coast around on them. The racers are there to ride them hard. Period.

Dave sneaky photo of Tim and Casey

Tim's angle on the above photo [R]evolution Magazine

Following down the hill he had a small spill. Drifting into a tight right, tightening corner, feet up, the front just gave out and he fell off while almost stationary. I'm not sure if he noticed it from the ground but he jumped up saying this would be a great spot to stop for some more shots with the following awesome shot the result. Casey had a great eye for what would make a good shot.

Tim Bardsely-Smith/[R]evolution Magazine

Dave sneaky shot of Casey finishing the slide above (with Tim's feet in the bottom corner)

Then it was time for the guys to head to Nerang for some more photos. Nerang is Casey's home turf and will be the site of the Commonwealth Games mountain bike racing in April 2018. Quite a few of the riding photos in the Revolution article are from Nerang. The wider, more open trails making for better lighting I am guessing.

Anyway, that was my morning. It took a some self control not to carry on like a giddy schoolgirl and I think I might have played it a bit too cool but Casey turned out to be a really nice, down to earth guy. Just another guy, a new Dad with another on the way, that loves his riding. I got the impression this is what he liked about mountain biking so much - the fact that he could get out and have fun, stay fit and all in a chilled, relaxing environment.

He capped my impression off when, as they were leaving, he learned that I wasn't going to Nerang with them and leapt out of his car, running around the house to where I was chatting to the guys and thanking me for the ride! Now that is the mark of a true gentleman!

Tim Bardsley-Smith/[R]evolution Magazine

If you want to read the full article I think you can download it from [R]evolution Magazine here. It is an extremely in depth interview that will be of interest to mountainbikers AND motorcycle aficionados. If you have any problem finding it please leave a comment for me below and I will scan the article in and post it up for you.

And no, I didn't ask for a selfie with him! He has however, inspired me to get more out of my bike and myself. His life goal to constantly be better was very infectious.

Tim Bardsley-Smith/[R]evolution mag

Cheers and thanks for reading.

Photo credits are either mine(Dave) or Tim Bardsley-Smith and [R]evolution Magazine whom I hope don't sue my arse for putting them up here.......

Cobwebs In The Closet

Well, maybe not the closet but definitely in the shed! On a recent trip to visit my folks in country New South Wales I was invited (requested) to clean out the old motorbike shed.

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With a mix of dread and wonder I eventually ventured down to open the door. The dread was knowing what a bit over 20 years of dust would look like and the wonder at what was actually in the shed. It had been a very long time since anything in there had turned a wheel under it's own power and quite frankly, I have mostly forgotten what was in there.

Well, I knew this old trooper was in there somewhere, under all of the dust. It is my 1970 Suzuki T250 Post Classic racer. 

Yep, first race and some work needed doing....

I last turned a wheel on it in the 1994 Post Classic Championships at the full GP curcuit at Oran Park Raceway(RIP). Well, actually I crashed on spilled oil in free practice the day before qualifying then during the warm up lap prior to Race 1 she threw a dodgy circlip off the end of a gudgeon pin and I was suddenly down to just 125cc of the 250cc that was meant to be available.....bugger! 

I drove the 400km home planning all the way how I was going to rebuild her to run on methanol and electronic ignition, not the breaker points and Avgas that I was running.

What happened then was ......life. I went back flying for a living. That made sure I had no spare coin to pee up the wall racing, so the little T250 was quietly pushed into the back of the shed......

Fast forward 23 years and as I waded through the dust and cobwebs she was unearthed again. Luckily for me my Dad had thought to cover her up years ago and while in need of a good tub, she actually wasn't too bad. I also have an almost complete road going version of the T250 as well and it had weathered the neglect equally well. This is due to the extremely low humidity in central NSW - a bit like the aircraft boneyards in Tucson.

This was the result after a bit of a scrub up.

After getting a few pictures it was back into the shed, covered with a nice clean sheet and a plastic sheet. Sparing no expense!

Little Bro, Steve was also in town and we laughed at some of his past indiscretions as well. The fairing panel he is holding here was remodelled on Turn 9 at Eastern Creek during a Sunday ride day. He then had to ride it the 400km home to be ready for work on Monday. The things you do when you are young and silly.........or old and...silly.......

Cheers.