Coochin Creek has always been a forest. The plains that stretch eastwards from the Glasshouse Mountains to the Bribie Passage were once covered with vast tracts of She-Oaks, Paperbarks and Gum Trees. Today it’s still a forest, but most of the trees have been replaced with plantation pines.
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When my friend Jason asked me if I knew of any places which offered good views of the setting sun, I knew exactly where to go.
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While the shortest way between two points is a straight line, it’s sometimes more fun to take the longer, rougher way.
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Moreton Island, known as “The Place of Sandhills” (“Moorgumpin”) in the Quandamooka language, is the gem of Moreton Bay – a special place that should be on every mountain bikers bucket list.
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For my first time back on the bike since knee surgery last month, I decided to ride somewhere flat and relatively easy. Yes it was flat, but it was anything but easy
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After recent heavy rain, creek beds which were bone dry for a couple of years are now flowing.
I thought this would be a good opportunity to revist some those creeks and enjoy the rare sight.
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When the alarm went off at 5:00 AM, I peeked through the curtains and discovered it was raining heavily.
“Bike or bed?” I sleepily asked myself.
Surprisingly quickly, I decided to “just show up” and see what happened.
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