The Government of NSW (it’s a place in Australia) has just announced that it will rip up one of the few separated cycleways in central Sydney and not replace it until after a new light rail line has been installed – a process that is likely to take 2-3 years! Click here for a summary of the sad story.
There’s nothing special about this cycle way in Holland. Elsewhere in the world it would be a marvel and a major tourist attraction.
They could learn a thing or two from how the Dutch have organised cycling infrastructure.
Today we had to travel from Amsterdam to Beverwijk for a family lunch. It’s about a 60km round trip, it was a fine day, so I decided to do it on the bike, carrying the camera and taking a few shots along the way. Continue reading
They’re just fun to play with.
We get a lot of Chinese visitors in Sydney these days, particularly around the Chinese New Year.
They all want to see the icons around the harbour. Continue reading
“You can’t ride the bike. Not today!”
The Light Rail arrives at the end of the line, in Dulwich Hill. I’m still cool and dry.
Mevrouw T has just ironed my best shirt. I’ve pulled on my neatest slacks. I have a meeting with strangers, in their office, mid-morning, with no time to shower and change before it.
It’s reasonably cool for a summer’s day, but I’m a sweater. Even moderate exertion turns me into a human puddle. No amount of deodorant will be able to cope.
But February 4th is a designated Ride2Work Day, a laudable initiative that encourages us to use our bikes for commuting, rather than serious training.
I want to support the organisers and show solidarity with my fellow cyclists. What’s the point of campaigning for better cycling infrastructure if people don’t saddle up and use it?
But that sweat…? Fortunately, I have a cunning plan… Continue reading
The grandsons and their father head off to school and work.
I’m delighted to be able to report that the Tulloch family is getting in early on NSW Bike Week, a laudable initiative promoting cycling in the state.
Yes, I know there is something wrong in the photo above. Cycling three abreast is not permitted and this blogger doesn’t condone such daredevil activity. Standing in the middle of the road in front of oncoming cyclists is also not recommended, even when it’s needed to take an action shot. In mitigation, I can assure readers that the road is a quiet cul-de-sac and on a designated Sydney bike route.
The family rides regularly, not only during Bike Week. There should be more of it!
Cutting edge; Central Park has replaced the old Carlton & United brewery with eco-design shops and apartments.
An accident of logistics* sees me staying in an Air BnB apartment in the historic inner city Sydney suburb, Chippendale. (Sorry if you hit this blog post while googling ‘furniture’ or ‘hunky male strippers’.)
Finding a little time for blogging after an enforced break, I researched ‘Chippendale, NSW’, on the web. Apparently it’s famous for its murders. Continue reading
They’re off! Photo: Sydney Morning Herald
It’s exactly ten years since last I finished Sydney’s City to Surf race from the city centre to famous Bondi Beach. Time to do it again.
One problem – I’ll be in Amsterdam, not in Sydney, on the big day.
So I’ve had to devise a 14km virtual reality City to Surf route in a town which has no true city centre, no surf and nothing remotely like Heartbreak Hill, the steep stretch halfway along the course that causes so many hopefuls to ‘hit the wall’. Continue reading
“It feels like I’m in Madeira, mate.”
It’s on again, the annual Biarro Portugues – the Petersham Food and Wine Fair.
I was there with the requisites – a camera and an empty stomach. Continue reading