Saturday, November 28, 2009
A ride to Pambula
No I didn't make it to the Sunday morning ride, I instead decided to ride to Pambula to watch Brooke swim at the carnival there. A leisurely 40km afternoon ride.
Sunday 29 November
Two little riders went out to play.... only Roscoe and Dominique. I know Mark has an excuse (flare-up of his little problem) but the rest of you??? Good ride and still went quickly when it suited, inspection of Roscoe's new digs-to-be on the way home and coffee as usual.
Friday, November 27, 2009
28 November 2009
A dirty little Saturday ride with Arch started with an off in the Bega river. I knew it was going to involve hitting the ground sooner or later. (Note to self; old people don't bounce.)Nice ride, about 3 1/2hours. Harder than the road. Bit nervous but should be fun when I get my fitness and skills up a bit.
Wednesday, November 25, 2009
Thursday Arvo ride
Andy, Robert, Bob, Mark and Dom turned up for the weekly Thursday ride out to Springvale and back with the Peak Hill climb time trial in the middle.
I haven't been able to be part of this ride for many weeks now so it was a bit of a comeback for me, you don't have to go away for long and everything changes though - flat out along the flat, how fast can you climb up Peak Hill and then the sprint across the Bridge on the way home.
Thanks for letting me know about these things guys (not).
Anyway it was Dom's night, first up the hill in the time of 5:39 and first over the line on the bridge on the way home.
Great to be back into the Thursday night thing, lookiing forward to doing it regulary.
I haven't been able to be part of this ride for many weeks now so it was a bit of a comeback for me, you don't have to go away for long and everything changes though - flat out along the flat, how fast can you climb up Peak Hill and then the sprint across the Bridge on the way home.
Thanks for letting me know about these things guys (not).
Anyway it was Dom's night, first up the hill in the time of 5:39 and first over the line on the bridge on the way home.
Great to be back into the Thursday night thing, lookiing forward to doing it regulary.
Saturday, November 21, 2009
Friday, November 20, 2009
Andy rides to Moruya - Saturday 21st November, 2009
Feeling sad at being left at home while the big boys (and girl) went out to play in the big hills, I decided that the least I should do was have a big ride myself.
So it was up and on the road at 4.20am for a nice little 123km ride to Moruya to the Moruya Swimming Carnival. A challenging but very enjoyable ride saw me get to Moruya in a tiime of 5 hours 2 minutes, only thing is I'll have to do it again now to get under the 5 hours.
Good news when I got there, greeted by Brooke who had just done a State qualifying time.
So it was up and on the road at 4.20am for a nice little 123km ride to Moruya to the Moruya Swimming Carnival. A challenging but very enjoyable ride saw me get to Moruya in a tiime of 5 hours 2 minutes, only thing is I'll have to do it again now to get under the 5 hours.
Good news when I got there, greeted by Brooke who had just done a State qualifying time.
Thursday, November 19, 2009
Wednesday, November 18, 2009
Tuesday, November 17, 2009
Sea to Summit and Back - Day 3 - Wednesday 18th November, 2009

for those that travel the road less travelled this is the road, sort of...
The sky boasted a couple of Cirrus clouds and the early morning winged insects were not out in force as the the Tools left Cooma earlyish.
The peleton headed for Cabramurra via the four mile, then the seven gates, then the vast green plain of the nearly high country, then the big trout of Adiminiby,then the really hilly bit to Kiandra, then the even hillier bit to Cabramurra which has the longest last 4 klms to go in the world and is the highest something in Australia. It was a day of numbered things and favourite quotes and gates from the past.
the stats;
dist: 82.32 klms
time: 5 hrs 5 mins 5 secs
top speed: 76.58 kph.
Monday, November 16, 2009
Sea to Summit and Back - Day 2 - Tuesday 17th November, 2009

Day the second of the S2S went for 88.5 klms from the home of the platypuses at Bombala to the land of the legless lizards and worlds most expensive bus passenger shelter of Cooma. The rolling hills out of Bombala and down to Bibbinluke are a fabulous ride, the road is smooth and fast and all the car and truck drivers are considerate and gracious. The Indian elephant ( you can tell by the ears) at the Nimmitabel stop was looking a little wrinkled as we took refreshment at the bakery in the middle of town which boasts two claims to fame. One being known traditionally as the "dividing of the waters" which has something to do with rivers and creek hocus pocus. The other is that Nimmitabel claims to be the birthplace of Greek migration to Australia. Something to do with a convict then freeman former pirate whom, on release from the crown took up residence in multicultural Nimmitabel long before that was a word or a state of mind.
Trials of the day included a few too many punctures and a tyre blow out which tested the natural good humour of Van velo a little.
The O'night stop was in Cooma. A late lunch at a very sophisticated cafe just up the main street toward Jindabyne was a feature event. A raven haired yet ice blue eyed wait person puzzled us all with their gentle grace and service manner and what can only be described as an awkward limp.
Nothing spilt amazingly.
The evening involved a quick trip to the gun shop for supplies and a magazine photo shoot for our tour mascot "Andme" followed by a walking tour of the stately homes of the Cooma cbd fringe. The Victorian mansions invoked a true sense of Cooma that somehow defies articulation by anything other than poetry;
ergo;
there once was a rider
rapide,
Who dreamt he could ride fast
and did.
Though pedal away,
by night
andby day,
It was not ego,
alas,
but all id
and but for a tub of butt
grease
he would
a thousand quid
pro quo
give
through a sieve
oh no Cooma
there you go.
For some strange reason we slept well that night apart from an unfortunate incident involving two of the cycling party and a band aid application that was challenged by a late to the room third bunk mate who thought he saw a gymnast and a ring master practicing for the circus....
Trials of the day included a few too many punctures and a tyre blow out which tested the natural good humour of Van velo a little.
The O'night stop was in Cooma. A late lunch at a very sophisticated cafe just up the main street toward Jindabyne was a feature event. A raven haired yet ice blue eyed wait person puzzled us all with their gentle grace and service manner and what can only be described as an awkward limp.
Nothing spilt amazingly.
The evening involved a quick trip to the gun shop for supplies and a magazine photo shoot for our tour mascot "Andme" followed by a walking tour of the stately homes of the Cooma cbd fringe. The Victorian mansions invoked a true sense of Cooma that somehow defies articulation by anything other than poetry;
ergo;
there once was a rider
rapide,
Who dreamt he could ride fast
and did.
Though pedal away,
by night
andby day,
It was not ego,
alas,
but all id
and but for a tub of butt
grease
he would
a thousand quid
pro quo
give
through a sieve
oh no Cooma
there you go.
For some strange reason we slept well that night apart from an unfortunate incident involving two of the cycling party and a band aid application that was challenged by a late to the room third bunk mate who thought he saw a gymnast and a ring master practicing for the circus....
Sunday, November 15, 2009
Sea to Summit and Back - Day 1 - Monday 16th November, 2009

On the far south coast in the very farthest south east corner of far new south wales and in the grounds of Merv's mansion high on the highest hill of Bega a small group of powerfully legged men and one even more powerfull woman gathered to pump tyres and watch the dawn push back the dark of a November night.
The warm air in their faces and the dauntingly jagged outline of the distant
mountains in the early morning light reminded them of the challenge ahead.
The feel of coolmax chamois between their legs combined with the silky smooth feel of freshly shaved legs aided the excitment of journeys imminent start.
They are the the " Tools on Tour". A loose group of individuals
connected by bikes and the thrill of the chase.
Once a year the Tools ride from sea to summit and back to sea again. A road bike trip of
about 699 klms over 6 days. They climb the highest mountains of the craggy australian alps and indulge in many many downhill screamfests.
The route the tools take is Bega -Candelo -Wyndham -Cathcart -Bombala -Nimmitabel- Ando -
Cooma -the four mile -7 gates -Adaminiby and the big trout- Cabramurra and the Lupins- khancoban and the green valley- Geehi -Tom Groggin-Dead Horse Gap ( which as the picture proves is a misnomer)- Thredbo-Jindabyne -Berridale-Cooma-Nimmitabel-
Brown mountain- the bemboka pie shop -Bega-Tathra and the ocean.
Anyway, enough of the way we went and on to who went. The "Tools" are;
A sportstore model
A land repair scientist
A sea captain
A potentially struck off professional
A Tarmac engineer
A gorgonzola making machine engineer
A gardener
A former exotic dancer, drinks host and quiz contestant
A spy with a day time cover job as a bike riding machine
A trained pet with a licence to enter national parks
A sportstore model
A land repair scientist
A sea captain
A potentially struck off professional
A Tarmac engineer
A gorgonzola making machine engineer
A gardener
A former exotic dancer, drinks host and quiz contestant
A spy with a day time cover job as a bike riding machine
A trained pet with a licence to enter national parks
and as alaways
someone who had to stay home and go to work....
Day one involved 92.04 klms in 4 to 5 hours for the group with a two tough climbs and some headwinds and a lyrebird near miss.
Coffee at the famous Wyndham general store was the perfect morning tea.
did i mention the support ute....
Bombala put on a platypus show in the Bombala river just below the quaint country pub where the beer is cold and steaks all weigh at least a kilo
we went to bed tired but happy at maneroo lodge
Sunday, November 1, 2009
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)