There’s a gate across one of my favourite Blue Mountains walks. With signs: DANGER. UNAUTHORISED PERSONS KEEP OUT. On the spot PENALTY $300!!!
To get a soft water photo like this I had to carry round a tripod. No way could I get it over a locked gate, guv. Honest.
The trouble is the warning only appears when we’re three quarters of the way along the route, in thick mist, with evening approaching. Do we go back the way we came, make a five hour detour…or climb the fence?
It was foggy, Your Excellency, so the sign wasn't quite clear.
‘Prisoner at the bar, do you have anything to say in your defence before I pass sentence?’
‘Well, you see, Your Honour, it was like this… Continue reading
Beautiful rainforest, excellent road surface, shame about the gradient.
My occasional cycling partner Steven is a mountain man. Since we last rode together he’s acquired a smart new Specialized Roubaix carbon fibre roadbike and has clearly been putting in many hours testing it out.
My mission, should I choose to accept it, is to ride in his wake into the Megalong Valley in the lovely Blue Mountains outside Sydney. It’s a long way down, which experienced, thinking riders will realise means it’s also a long way up again. Continue reading