Better than bricks on a bunny.
Category: general
Melburn Massive was the madness of a prequel event for the bike messenger world championships in Sydney next weekend. A bike monopoly game, mini bike races, tall bike jousting, skid competitions, and much other silliness.
The blur of bikes coming and going from the Docklands checkpoint in the alleycat race…
Bikes fill the alley at post-alleycat drinks…
258 kilometres later, and I’ve cycled around the Bay (after cycling to the start from home in the cool pre-dawn). Starting at 5.30am, we got back to the finish line just before 5pm – not all of the 11 and a half hours was spent cycling, but enough of it that I’m very glad my bike is comfortable to ride. Limping slightly now, and the outside of my left leg is now burnt, as it was facing towards the sun the entire day. Most of the day was spent in pelotons, or chasing pelotons, and I’ve now learnt all sorts of fancy hand signals that I fully intend to apply in day to day life when I’m walking around with other people.
Commencing trepanning in 4 seconds….
First time on rock in over five months (aside from a brief flirtation with the You Yangs for the sake of some advertising material; however, as that involved nothing more than standing around and looking like climbers, it doesn’t really count for much). It was a weekend of nearly full moon, no night climbing, but some night photography. Time spent lazing in the sun, climbing rock, watching other people climbing rock, and getting hungry due to the impact of the global shellite shortage on the Wimmera area supermarkets.
The photo below of the Plaque and view out to the south of Arapiles; taken around midnight on Friday with a camera so fancy it’s a wonder I even managed to work out which button to press to make the photo in the first place.
Apparently they told all the other cyclists in Melbourne about the free breakfast in Fed Square as well, the swines. The hundred metre long line was crawling along at a fairly slow pace, so I opted to find breakfast elsewhere.