Catweazle
04-06-08, 08:00 PM
A week ago I posted stating my confidence that the "metric century" ride would come soon enough for me, after a ride had taken me very close to that mark:
http://www.bikeforums.net/showthread.php?t=402674
Saturday saw me pass that milestone. I've never before had anything whatsoever to do with Nicholson Primary School, but it's a place now forever etched into my heart, because it's the spot where I attained that magical milestone :)
http://img167.imageshack.us/img167/2635/centuryride010um1.th.jpg (http://img167.imageshack.us/my.php?image=centuryride010um1.jpg)
Here's how the ride unfolded:
I wasn't actually planning to go an any sort of a distance ride at all. My son and his wife were staying over, and he and I were planning to jump in the 4X4 truck and go collect some stuff from his house. Amongst other things an unregistered motor bike and a spare washing machine of ours were in the way of packing up possessions in readiness for his move to new premises. The young'uns had been out Friday evening engaging in revelries, and weren't particularly early risers come Saturday morning, so after attending to chores I took off for a shortish ride.
After about 20kms of local road travel (19.46km to be precise) I returned home to find him finally up and about. After a fashion, because he was seedy. TOO seedy! Couch-fodder seedy, and not at all looking like promising much company or much assistance rolling a Yamaha up onto the truck so's I can bring it home and renovate the electricals! So I made a decision.
A quick break to fuel the truck and to throw some nibblies into the backpack, and then I threw the keys in the direction of the couch. "Follow me in a couple of hours or so" I said. "I'm gonna head out on the bike. Let's see how far I can get before you catch up to me!"
It was a beautiful day here by mid-day Saturday, with only a light breeze blowing and favourable predictions that it'd be north-westerly tending toward south westerly later in the day. The first 15kms of the ride will head north into that breeze, and when I head east after getting to Stratford I should have it behind me. I'd already had a taste of it during my ride, and it wasn't taxing me me much at all so I felt quite fresh heading off for the next leg. My family had a few chuckles, guessing how far I'd get. concensus of opinion seemed to be that I'd get as far as Billabong Roadhouse, about 40km from home, although Mrs. Catweazle seemed to think I'd make it to Bairnsdale, the next large town. I wasn't so sure.
That stretch of road heading into Stratford was a pleasant enough ride, despite having the breeze on my face. 23kph is a nice, sustainable speed to travel on the heavy hybrid, and I had no trouble maintaining it. The only incident to interrupt that leg of the journey was a close encounter with a big black snake. At first glance I'd thought it was a stick lying on the road verge, and I only deviated a few inches from my path. I sure lifted the leg high when I realised it was an angry animal rather than an inamate object!
It's inevitable that when a village is called 'Stratford' and it sits on a river called the 'Avon' you get people cashing in on old William's legacy. Can't be too profitable around these parts, though, because the theatre is up for sale!
http://img361.imageshack.us/img361/5460/centuryride001bx0.th.jpg (http://img361.imageshack.us/my.php?image=centuryride001bx0.jpg)
The highway verge is nice to ride around these parts. It's quite wide enough to feel safe, and after a quick snack I headed east with a smile on my face. There are a couple of short, sharp climbs up out of Stratford, followed by a lengthy stretch of gradual gradient. 7 or 8km down the road I've reached the highest elevation of my ride, and have gently rolling country ahead of me. When I reach Providence Ponds it's time to head for the roadside facilities, have a snack bar and ring home. My son is still vegetating, and I told him not to hurry because I was feeling fine. The road weaves and climbs a bit after I cross the creek.
http://img361.imageshack.us/img361/22/centuryride003ed4.th.jpg (http://img361.imageshack.us/my.php?image=centuryride003ed4.jpg)
Past Billabong Roadhouse and I can have a chuckle at those who thought I'd get no further. There's another stretch of climbing ahead, and then it's an almost imperceptible downhill gradient for most of the way to Bairnsdale. I'm looking forward to some really easy riding, but that's not to be. The wind change predicted by the weatherman comes through, and I reckon the bugger must've had his compass sitting alongside a magnet. Funny sort of sou-west breeze this, considering it's hitting me in the face. Bloody thing is coming from the south-east instead!
Ho-hum. **** happens. Those almost imperceptible descents have turned into uphills for me. I have to ride from here. Easy coasting is out of the question.
The road verge has become a bit rugged along here too. There have been a lot of road repairs done along this stretch, and in place the only smooth ride to be found, without travelling in the highway traffic lanes, is a narrow strip of a few inches wide just outside the white lane marking the edge of the traffic lane. When I need to move over because cars or trucks are coming up from behind I'm left knowing that my decision to get a heavier suspension bike was a good one. For me anyway. I'd hate to be riding a road bike along this!
There's nicer riding a bit further along, though, and by the time I reach "11 Mile Creek" I know that Mrs. CW is going to win the wagering.
http://img361.imageshack.us/img361/9075/centuryride005wh4.th.jpg (http://img361.imageshack.us/my.php?image=centuryride005wh4.jpg)
Sure enough, a bit further along I've reached Bairnsdale. To have ridden there is an enjoyable experience for me, because it's a point from which I want to do lot of riding in months to come. I've already known that I could ride this distance easily enough, but to do it well within the period of an afternoon is better than predicting I could, and I'm now confident that I can set off for some of the longer rides I plan to do later on, when winter is behind me. Down past the hospital and along into the town centre and I stop to admire St. Mary's Cathedral, as I always do when passing through.
http://img361.imageshack.us/img361/6880/centuryride006xv8.th.jpg (http://img361.imageshack.us/my.php?image=centuryride006xv8.jpg)
I admire, even more though, the 'golden arches' just beyond it, because that's one of the few places in town open for business on a Saturday afternoon!
http://img361.imageshack.us/img361/2595/centuryride007uy8.th.jpg (http://img361.imageshack.us/my.php?image=centuryride007uy8.jpg)
Time for another phone call, and my son is still lazing on the couch! "You might as well keep going," he tells me, "because you'll probably beat me to Metung!"
"Hey, hang on a bit!" I exlaim. "I'm kinda starting to feel a bit stuffed. I'll work out what I'm doing after a McCoffee. If I'm not out the front of here when you come through I'll be somewhere a bit further on. Keep your eyes open."
Time for a diversion after that McCappucino, and I remember that somebody on this board asked me if many people here in Australia ride 'Giant' bicycles. I've since found that quite a few people do just that, and now I notice that "Marriot's Cycles" has metamorphosed into 'Riviera Cycles", and is an agent for them. My goodness, those Giant bicycles sure are big!
http://img361.imageshack.us/img361/7736/centuryride008jy3.th.jpg (http://img361.imageshack.us/my.php?image=centuryride008jy3.jpg)
There have been a few shared paths built around Bairnsdale here in recent times, and I have a bit of fun riding around checking them out once I cross over the Mitchell River. Then it's time to head east again. I'm quite close to that 100km of riding, and a quick bit of mental arithmetic has me wondering if it'll arrive as I roll down to the Nicholson River. That'd be good, because there a pub there!
Oh no! The pub is short of the distance, and I have to ride back UP from the river to get to my 100km point! Damn! Never mind. The photo is up there above, and there's a bit of daylight left so I can keep riding. After all, my objective was to see how far I could get, wasn't it?
A few km further on, and I pull up beside a friendly and concealing bush alongside the road. I've over-hydrated :) The phone rings, and it's my daughter-in-law checking to see where I am. Seems some of the motor bike loving family members had turned up and, together with Mrs. CW, my son had gone riding himself. I'm told that the truck is only about 10 minutes behind me, so I figure I've done enough riding. There's a hill in front of me before the road dips down into Johnsonville, and there's not really much point to continuing. I'll travel in the truck from here, and then enjoy a nice evening meal whilst waiting for my son to turn up and help load the Yamaha!
I'm pleased as Punch. Travelling like this is why I bought a bike. Now I'm doing it :D
http://www.bikeforums.net/showthread.php?t=402674
Saturday saw me pass that milestone. I've never before had anything whatsoever to do with Nicholson Primary School, but it's a place now forever etched into my heart, because it's the spot where I attained that magical milestone :)
http://img167.imageshack.us/img167/2635/centuryride010um1.th.jpg (http://img167.imageshack.us/my.php?image=centuryride010um1.jpg)
Here's how the ride unfolded:
I wasn't actually planning to go an any sort of a distance ride at all. My son and his wife were staying over, and he and I were planning to jump in the 4X4 truck and go collect some stuff from his house. Amongst other things an unregistered motor bike and a spare washing machine of ours were in the way of packing up possessions in readiness for his move to new premises. The young'uns had been out Friday evening engaging in revelries, and weren't particularly early risers come Saturday morning, so after attending to chores I took off for a shortish ride.
After about 20kms of local road travel (19.46km to be precise) I returned home to find him finally up and about. After a fashion, because he was seedy. TOO seedy! Couch-fodder seedy, and not at all looking like promising much company or much assistance rolling a Yamaha up onto the truck so's I can bring it home and renovate the electricals! So I made a decision.
A quick break to fuel the truck and to throw some nibblies into the backpack, and then I threw the keys in the direction of the couch. "Follow me in a couple of hours or so" I said. "I'm gonna head out on the bike. Let's see how far I can get before you catch up to me!"
It was a beautiful day here by mid-day Saturday, with only a light breeze blowing and favourable predictions that it'd be north-westerly tending toward south westerly later in the day. The first 15kms of the ride will head north into that breeze, and when I head east after getting to Stratford I should have it behind me. I'd already had a taste of it during my ride, and it wasn't taxing me me much at all so I felt quite fresh heading off for the next leg. My family had a few chuckles, guessing how far I'd get. concensus of opinion seemed to be that I'd get as far as Billabong Roadhouse, about 40km from home, although Mrs. Catweazle seemed to think I'd make it to Bairnsdale, the next large town. I wasn't so sure.
That stretch of road heading into Stratford was a pleasant enough ride, despite having the breeze on my face. 23kph is a nice, sustainable speed to travel on the heavy hybrid, and I had no trouble maintaining it. The only incident to interrupt that leg of the journey was a close encounter with a big black snake. At first glance I'd thought it was a stick lying on the road verge, and I only deviated a few inches from my path. I sure lifted the leg high when I realised it was an angry animal rather than an inamate object!
It's inevitable that when a village is called 'Stratford' and it sits on a river called the 'Avon' you get people cashing in on old William's legacy. Can't be too profitable around these parts, though, because the theatre is up for sale!
http://img361.imageshack.us/img361/5460/centuryride001bx0.th.jpg (http://img361.imageshack.us/my.php?image=centuryride001bx0.jpg)
The highway verge is nice to ride around these parts. It's quite wide enough to feel safe, and after a quick snack I headed east with a smile on my face. There are a couple of short, sharp climbs up out of Stratford, followed by a lengthy stretch of gradual gradient. 7 or 8km down the road I've reached the highest elevation of my ride, and have gently rolling country ahead of me. When I reach Providence Ponds it's time to head for the roadside facilities, have a snack bar and ring home. My son is still vegetating, and I told him not to hurry because I was feeling fine. The road weaves and climbs a bit after I cross the creek.
http://img361.imageshack.us/img361/22/centuryride003ed4.th.jpg (http://img361.imageshack.us/my.php?image=centuryride003ed4.jpg)
Past Billabong Roadhouse and I can have a chuckle at those who thought I'd get no further. There's another stretch of climbing ahead, and then it's an almost imperceptible downhill gradient for most of the way to Bairnsdale. I'm looking forward to some really easy riding, but that's not to be. The wind change predicted by the weatherman comes through, and I reckon the bugger must've had his compass sitting alongside a magnet. Funny sort of sou-west breeze this, considering it's hitting me in the face. Bloody thing is coming from the south-east instead!
Ho-hum. **** happens. Those almost imperceptible descents have turned into uphills for me. I have to ride from here. Easy coasting is out of the question.
The road verge has become a bit rugged along here too. There have been a lot of road repairs done along this stretch, and in place the only smooth ride to be found, without travelling in the highway traffic lanes, is a narrow strip of a few inches wide just outside the white lane marking the edge of the traffic lane. When I need to move over because cars or trucks are coming up from behind I'm left knowing that my decision to get a heavier suspension bike was a good one. For me anyway. I'd hate to be riding a road bike along this!
There's nicer riding a bit further along, though, and by the time I reach "11 Mile Creek" I know that Mrs. CW is going to win the wagering.
http://img361.imageshack.us/img361/9075/centuryride005wh4.th.jpg (http://img361.imageshack.us/my.php?image=centuryride005wh4.jpg)
Sure enough, a bit further along I've reached Bairnsdale. To have ridden there is an enjoyable experience for me, because it's a point from which I want to do lot of riding in months to come. I've already known that I could ride this distance easily enough, but to do it well within the period of an afternoon is better than predicting I could, and I'm now confident that I can set off for some of the longer rides I plan to do later on, when winter is behind me. Down past the hospital and along into the town centre and I stop to admire St. Mary's Cathedral, as I always do when passing through.
http://img361.imageshack.us/img361/6880/centuryride006xv8.th.jpg (http://img361.imageshack.us/my.php?image=centuryride006xv8.jpg)
I admire, even more though, the 'golden arches' just beyond it, because that's one of the few places in town open for business on a Saturday afternoon!
http://img361.imageshack.us/img361/2595/centuryride007uy8.th.jpg (http://img361.imageshack.us/my.php?image=centuryride007uy8.jpg)
Time for another phone call, and my son is still lazing on the couch! "You might as well keep going," he tells me, "because you'll probably beat me to Metung!"
"Hey, hang on a bit!" I exlaim. "I'm kinda starting to feel a bit stuffed. I'll work out what I'm doing after a McCoffee. If I'm not out the front of here when you come through I'll be somewhere a bit further on. Keep your eyes open."
Time for a diversion after that McCappucino, and I remember that somebody on this board asked me if many people here in Australia ride 'Giant' bicycles. I've since found that quite a few people do just that, and now I notice that "Marriot's Cycles" has metamorphosed into 'Riviera Cycles", and is an agent for them. My goodness, those Giant bicycles sure are big!
http://img361.imageshack.us/img361/7736/centuryride008jy3.th.jpg (http://img361.imageshack.us/my.php?image=centuryride008jy3.jpg)
There have been a few shared paths built around Bairnsdale here in recent times, and I have a bit of fun riding around checking them out once I cross over the Mitchell River. Then it's time to head east again. I'm quite close to that 100km of riding, and a quick bit of mental arithmetic has me wondering if it'll arrive as I roll down to the Nicholson River. That'd be good, because there a pub there!
Oh no! The pub is short of the distance, and I have to ride back UP from the river to get to my 100km point! Damn! Never mind. The photo is up there above, and there's a bit of daylight left so I can keep riding. After all, my objective was to see how far I could get, wasn't it?
A few km further on, and I pull up beside a friendly and concealing bush alongside the road. I've over-hydrated :) The phone rings, and it's my daughter-in-law checking to see where I am. Seems some of the motor bike loving family members had turned up and, together with Mrs. CW, my son had gone riding himself. I'm told that the truck is only about 10 minutes behind me, so I figure I've done enough riding. There's a hill in front of me before the road dips down into Johnsonville, and there's not really much point to continuing. I'll travel in the truck from here, and then enjoy a nice evening meal whilst waiting for my son to turn up and help load the Yamaha!
I'm pleased as Punch. Travelling like this is why I bought a bike. Now I'm doing it :D
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