Have you ever wanted to go walking for a few days, but didn’t want to carry camping gear? I did, and decided that the Sunshine Coast would be the perfect place to try it.
The land west of the Great Divide is vast and flat with a sky so high it feels like you’re going to fall into it. Today’s adventure took us on a large leisurely loop through some of this country.
Darb is moving permanently to Tasmania. Today was our last chance to ride with him before the move. He suggested we ride some local trails, because that’s “where it all began” for many of us.
Over seven hundred kilometres west of Brisbane, Charleville is home to more than 3,000 people and a thriving pastoral industry.
My friend Simon caught the train there recently, and rode his bike back to Brisbane.
This is his story.
Sometimes the voices in my head suggest that I try something different. Most of the time I ignore them, but today I did not. And so I went for a long walk.
Fraser Island is beautifully stunning.
We recently spent a few days there, exploring the northern half of the island.
My friend Eric often says that when it has been raining for a while, with more to come, the best place to ride is the beach.
His advice paid off today.
Black Duck Creek lies in a hidden valley a long way south of Gatton, snuggled under the towering slopes of the Great Dividing Range.