Cycling in Brisbane Australia
I was trying to do a myriad of things on the way out of the house this morning - get the bike out, check the tyres and brakes, put the world’s fiercest parrot out, feed the world’s fiercest parrot, pack the pannier, rush, rush some more, run out of time, go, go, go ...
So I take the bike down to the road - I live on a hill above the road you see - and off I ride. I’ve got jeans and a shirt on (my now standard winter haute couture when commuting), but no need for gloving up as it’s a bit warmer today. Anyway, down the road, 'alley-cat' around the traffic at the local shopping centre, under the bridge and onto the bike path and it just felt good today. About a third of the way into the city, enjoying a fabulous day and thinking “this is nice, big blue sky, only me on the path out of the traffic and rolling beside the creek, light breeze, not enough to make pedalling an effort, but keeping me cool and feels really good flowing over my head” .... hey, that’s not right ... I’m not supposed to feel the breeze on my partially bald head - no helmet! For the second time in the last few years I am accidentally lidless.
I’m fairly neutral about the whole mandatory helmet issue, but I have a few sacred rules of thumb regarding cycling - one being I obey the rules when I am on heavily trafficked roads, so back home I head to get a lid for my half bald head. And when I got home, I find I am now sniffing and spluttering - maybe now I have the flu that’s going around at work :(
I have a theory that posts with pictures are more interesting, so here’s a one I took of the new ‘rat-runner-foiling-traffic-calming’ roundabout near a place where I get off the bike path for a while. It slows them down enough for me to get onto the road - that’s about all though, as the number of rats and their determination to run has not decreased one iota. In fact, if you look closely, you can see a trio of rats running towards the roundabout in the picture.