My trips around Sydney are becoming more bumpy but it’s not due to the notoriously potholed roads, rather my own baby bump!
It’s quite nice looking down and seeing my little passenger along for the ride. I can’t wait to meet him or her. Baby likes going for rides but not when I hit potholes, I usually get a swift kick in the guts if I’m unfortunate enough to roll into one. The photo above was taken on an unseasonably warm and sunny day last week and I jumped at the opportunity to throw on a sundress and ride to my ultrasound appointment. Disappointingly there is no bike parking at the hospital and the fence outside was already chockers with locked up bikes so I had to backtrack two blocks before I found a free pole on which to lock up my poor bike! Annoying but lovely to see bike culture is well and truly alive in the Inner West. Also while I was flipping through the magazines in the waiting room I spied this little gem. Great to see cycling getting some mainstream press that has nothing to do with cycleway or helmet debates!
Now I haven’t done much posting lately but it’s really not because I haven’t been doing anything, in fact I’ve been rather busy. I went along on the recent Sydney Cycle Chic ride in Surry Hills. We had a lovely lunch at Deus Cycleworks on Bourke Street, then rode down the fabulous separated cycleway to Mike Rubbo’s exhibition ‘Nothing but bikes’ at Tap Gallery. Mike has a great blog called Situp-cycle and is a vocal advocate of utility riding. The bikes took over the street outside the Gallery. (I think they need more bike parking in Sydney! Smart business should contact the council to install bike parking outside their front door. I know I regularly shop at certain stores and visit certain cafés because I know there is easy, safe and secure bike parking nearby.) There is a lovely video of the day by Paul Martin here.
I also attended an event for Australian Engineering Week titled ‘City Cycleways- Commuter Pain or Gain’ run by Engineers Australia. It consisted of a panel of four: Omar Khalifa from Bicycle NSW, Michael Veysey from the Roads and Traffic Authority, Fiona Campbell – delegate from the Lord Mayor’s Office and was meant to include representatives from the NRMA (car advocates) but they chickened out at the last minute and were replaced by a lovely cycling engineer who’s name I cannot remember. The talk focused on the urban transport issues with city congestion and health the focus, two areas where cycling can contribute a great benefit. It was, on the whole, a very positive forum. Proof that engineers are indeed a smart bunch!
Well that’s it for the moment Tillie. I shall write again soon!
Love Coco xx
Your Tweed Run adventure looked absolutely delightful! I hope one day I will make it over to London to join you! My weekend was not so eventful but I did manage to ride over to Eveleigh Farmers Markets on Saturday morning with my husband. These would have to be my favourite markets. The produce is of the highest quality, lots of variety, easy access to organic and gluten free food, and the setting is just so gosh darn gorgeous! The markets take place in the old heritage listed Blacksmith’s Workshop alongside Carriageworks in Redfern. It just seems so appropriate to be perusing heirloom tomato varieties in such an old weathered space. There is also a gallery on site so I can combine my favourite pleasures of food, cycling and art all in one place.
|As you can see traveling by bike is a popular way to get to the markets!|
|Once I got home I had to take a couple of photos of my fully laden basket!|
Nothing quite compares to the blissful feeling of riding home after eating a gorgeous breakfast at the markets, dappled shade rippling over your basket filled with flowers and fresh produce- sigh!
Well, maybe eating the heirloom tomatoes…!
Love Coco xx
all week (all month even) I have been looking forward to today’s ARTcycle as part of Art Month in Sydney. Art Month is “… a month-long festival that celebrates the vibrancy and diversity of Sydney’s thriving visual arts scene…” and ARTcycle is “… a free guided bicycle tour of art galleries, artist studios, public art and street art”. Considering art and cycling are two of my most favourite things this was my kind of event. Add in Surry Hills as location and Saskia from Sydney Cycle Chic as tour guide and I was chomping at the bit.
Unfortunately we awoke this morning to gloomy grey skies. “It’ll clear up!” we thought as we tucked into a healthy and hearty breakfast designed to fuel our day of cycling. Of course it did no such thing and just as we stepped out the front door it started bucketing down. We scrambled back inside and pondered what to do. The weather report was no help- a few showers it said. So how were we to know if this was the last of it or not? Eventually we spent so long deciding what to do we were too late to meet the group at the starting place so we conceded to plant our butts on the lounge for the day.
Of course once we made this decision the rain stopped, the clouds parted, blue sky and sunshine bore down on our little house and taunted us. We looked at each other and grabbed our bikes. We had just enough time to ride to the first gallery and meet up with the tour there. It was a good thing really, the gallery was closer than the meeting place anyway. It was meant to be!
We headed out and had not even made it a block from home before the sun disappeared and ominous clouds took its place. We glanced at each other. The decision had been made- onward and artward!
We met with a few sprinkles as we rode over to Darlinghurst’s Liverpool Street Gallery but nothing too bad. We knew we were in the right place when we saw the bikes. Lots and lots of bikes.
We locked up and headed inside. The artist talk was great but over very quickly. While we were inside it started raining again. Hard. We decided we weren’t up for a day of riding around in the rain, so we waited for it to ease up a bit and then headed for our bikes. As soon as we reached them we realised Waz had a flat. Excellent.
We eventually made it home, wet and artless.
Bloody Murphy’s Law.
Love Coco xx