cannonball 2019.

ever since last year our friends al and tash convinced us to attend the cannonball nat has been waiting for this year’s edition to come around. it was good to get out of sydney: with the bushfires around the air was full of smoke, hence the bright red sunset below. except this year the plan…

all the champions.

it’s been a great season of racing for us in ourimbah. mostly for natalie, though, i’ve settled for marshalling in most of the races. today was the day to reap the rewards. nat is the official under 15 downhill central coast mountain biking club champion. pretty awesome. she is of couse also the under 15…

tassie calling (again).

when we were last in st helens we learned that the trails would officially open at end november. with all the buzz we had to be there to see it happen in real time. it’s just a short trip anyway, right? so we loaded up the car again and booked the ferry from melbourne to…

all good things.

they must come to an end: like this year’s racing season. today nat participated in the last club race fo the season, the fifth downhill race. paul, the trail builder, had come up with another surprise: he connected the downhill track to the bottom part of the enduro trail via a little drop across a…

little chemist.

i’m generally not a great fan of youtube; it’s generally just a great way to waste a lot of time. but every now and then there is a grain of wisdom in this massive flood of … um, you catch my drift. like the guy who cooks up his own chain lube. he made almost…

pop!

the pop is the heart and soul of the bunny hop and, by extension, also of many types of jumps. it looks like an easy skill to master but it really isn’t: timing, body position, pull and finally the pop all must be in perfect harmony to get it right. but when it all comes…

ground control to major tom.

you may feel i am being dramatic here and i’d probably agree but you were not there and you didn’t see that razor sharp lip of a lander hell bent on putting a rather final dent in my favourite carbon fibre wheel loom large. so i distinctly remember pulling up hard on what i hoped…

what comes down must go up.

that’s the enduro spirit. plus of course the idea that the trails should be fun, challenging but also require a certain level of fitness and the willingness to dig deep to be fast. for the last gravity enduro (ge) of the season the club in ourimbah really went all out. stage 1 was the downhill,…

the wet and the wild.

if you think derby is a bit out of the way wait until you are trying to get to maydena. once you leave hobart you don’t actually have to drive very far before the landscape looks more and more sparsely populated; that’s how you know you are going the right way. when you start wondering…

the north east coast.

as legendary as the tassie mountain biking is, we also wanted to see what tje north east of tasmania is like. kris & nat had travelled through there earlier, but i had only ever been to the south, around hobart. rather unromantically perhaps, i had always thought of tasmania a cold & wet. it is…

in the ews’ footsteps.

not long ago derby was almost dead, at least as dead as a town can be. in 1874 tin was discovered in the hills around town and consequently mined until 1929, when after strong rainfalls a dam burst and flooded the mine. 14 people died and the mine never reopened. before the accident 3000 people…