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Going Nowhere Slowly โ A Micro Journey I started the day with a dutiful photo outside the The Catlins YHA. Home for the past five months. Over that time Iโve photographed well over thirty cyclists ๐ดโโ๏ธ as they passed through, now it was my turn. At last! As usual, Iโm carrying way too much…
So here we are about to leave Tasmania. Over six months since I left the shores of England for New Zealand. In that time Iโve cycled countless miles (yet to tally up), conquered many BIG l o n g hills, visited family, worked at a backpackers, welded an ailing bike, fought mind bending headwinds,…
On my second attempt to leave Launceston my route is better planned ๐งญ I opt for a minor road (the old highway) which follows the newer Bass Highway. Not sure where Iโm heading, just west! One place Iโm interested in visiting is a town called, Bracknell. When my parents moved back from Ghana, we…
Leaving the coastal town of Bridport, I head slightly inland to catch the Bridport Road eastwards to George Town. The road is relatively flat, with only a slight headwind ๐ฌ๏ธ As previously, road kill remains the theme of the day. A 20 to 30 kg lump of Wombat is going to stink, as does…
After a glorious two nights rest at the Weldborough Hotel ๐จ (camping though!), Iโm pointed in the direction of a track that circumnavigates a lot of unnecessary road to Legerwood. Itโs the most direct route Iโm told. As before, Iโm a tad weary of dirt tracks! Will the rear rack handle any more corrugations?…
John escorted me to the perimeter of Hobart City. It was a genuine pleasure ๐ to follow someone without having to stop and browse a map. We still managed to get lost, though! Missing the turn-off for the Downing Point Bridge. The smaller of the two bridges ๐ ๐ spanning the Derwent River. I…