Harrison takes a drink while mountain biking through yesterday’s dust storm.
The sky was light brown, and after a few minutes riding, my mouth tasted like dirt (yes, I’m very familiar with the taste of dirt).
But but that didn’t stop us zipping down dirt trails on the bikes!
Our friend, Rachel is currently driving around Australia.
She has promised to send us postcards of her journey, and I’ve promised to scan them and put them on a map for her so she has a record of where she has been.
Here’s the first few postcards which arrived recently.
Safe journey, Rach!
Steve G and Harrison out exploring with me this morning. We found some really quiet trails and ended up doing a leisurely 25km.
Thanks for being patient and going slower than normal for this old warhorse, Steve!
That’s Yebri Creek in the photos. It’s about a kilometer upstream of where John Oxley came ashore in 1823 with shipwrecked convict John Finnegan (who mistakenly thought it was the Brisbane River).
It’s at this creek in 1824 that some convicts from the new settlement at Humpybong on the Redcliffe Peninsula came for timber. They encountered some Aborigines, one of whom tried to take an axe from one of the timbergetters. Tragically, the Aborigine was shot and killed in return – a single act of violence which tarnished the relationship between Aborigines and Europeans for decades.
Forty-five years later in the 1860’s, Tom Petrie, a local pioneer and friend of the local North Pine Aboriginal clan, built a stockyard here.
I went over the handlebars three times today.
Thankfully I was with Simon & Sam, Steve G, Steve B and Harrison, so there were plenty of people to look out for me (and laugh).
We paid a visit to Bunyaville State Forest at Albany Creek to try our skills on the mountain bike trails there. They’re amazing. Miles and miles of dirt tracks with wierd names like “Nut Cracker”, “Psycho”, “Jurassic”, “Carnage”.
I thought to myself “Why do they have such strange names?”
Now I know.
The first time over the handlebars, I used the front brakes too much.
The second time over the handlebars, I think I didn’t learn my lesson well enough from the first time, and used the front brakes too much.
The third time I couldn’t get up. Some sadist had put a hidden pothole in the track, and my front wheel found it as accurately as a guided missile. My helmet hit the ground with a horrible thud, and I saw stars. I’m really glad Steve G was able to haul me up on my feet.
Now every inch of my body hurts.
I have a black eye, skinned knees, grazed chin, cut nose, bleeding forearms, horrible looking shoulder, and numerous bruises.
But it was a hoot! I had a great time.
Everyone (except me) rode really well and safely. I was really proud of Harrison too. For a nine year old he did really well on a tough ride. And Sam did amazingly well too considering he was on a BMX not a mountain bike.
And, unless I die first, I’ll be out again tomorrow morning trying my skills against another (easier) trail.
Thanks to Simon and Steve B for the photos, and thanks to Steve G for the map data.
I’ve been living here over ten years, and I’ve only just started appreciating the fact that there are two lakes, one river, numerous parks, and miles of tracks within a ten minute bike ride from my front door. Here’s some pics I took during my ride near Lake Samsonvale this morning.
Here’s a link to the data from the ride at sports tracker and below is a map of where I went. The first couple of km got chopped off because I forgot to turn the GPS on 🙂
I took Steve and Harrison on a bike ride this morning, along the North Pine River, up to Lake Samsonvale, and then back along the North Pine River.
It was a hoot! A little bit slower than normal, because Harrison is only 9 and his bike is a bit worse for wear. But it was fun all the same.
And I got to try out a new program for my Nokia N95 mobile phone. Nokia Sports Tracker Uses the inbuilt GPS on the phone to record speed and height info. While you’re cycling, your N95 acts like a speedo, and odometer, showing you all the vital stats. But when you get home, you click the button, and upload the data to sports tracker.
The really cool thing is that if you take any photos with the phone on your journey, it will upload and geotag them.
So the map on the left here is where we went. You can drag and zoom it if you want more detail.
But the fun part is that the data is also uploaded to the Sportstracker community. Here’s a link to the data for our ride today. If you tick the “altitude” box, you can see every hill, and how fast we were going.
The thing I like most about this technology is that it adds to the fun of getting out and exercising. At times I’ve found it hard to overcome my inertia to regularly exercise. In regards to exercise, if it makes me think “Oh yeah! I want to do that again!” then I think it’s a great thing.
Oh – and you can use Sports Tracker for running, walking, skiing, rowing – whatever floats your boat.
P.S. I’ve ordered a mounting bracket to attach my phone to my handlebars. Till that arrives, I’m using some of Lilly’s hair ties 🙂
Fishing on a monday afternoon. THE cure for Mondayitis 🙂
The winter afternoon sun in Lawnton this week has been glorious. I went outs into the front yard around 3pm today and took these photos with my mobile phone, and didn’t want to come back inside!
