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…
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.
A puppy
A teammate in a stackhat
The washing of the bike
Yesterday took me on a 93km bike ride, out to the hippy markets at St Andrews and back. Beautiful warm weather, and a fantastic day to be out riding. Found an alpaca farm, and a goat. And I had two lunches, hoorah.
But now it’s back to work at the laptop. In my spare time, if I’m not on my bike, or doing any of those necessary things like obtaining food, eating food, or cleaning things, then I’m working on my thesis. Type type type… type type. Doesn’t make for many exciting adventures. But once it’s over there will be many adventures. But that is at an as yet undefined time in the future. Maybe December? I can hope.
New bike helmet was purchased on Saturday. Fear it’s shinyness, and awesome ability to protect my head. New helmet was made necessary as the old one suddenly didn’t fit so well. Not well at all. I haven’t yet weighed the cut off dreads, but I’m pretty sure they tip the scales at a decent amount. It’s nice to be able to move my head around again.
And I met a sheep when I went out cycling on the weekend. I found her when cycling in random places a few years ago, and then somehow ended up in the same place again, so I thought I’d go and say hello. She wasn’t looking particularly well. Perhaps she was just fat and in need of a shear, but for a sheep doing nothing on a cold day, she was breathing rather heavily.