kkarpets.

i have been working hard to prepare the karavan for what we expected would be two weeks of self isolation on our lovely new 20 ha property in st helens. except the tasmanian government in all its wisdom decided that it is safer to sit in a government paid tiny hotel room. safer than out…

stairs.

the electric stairs on the kk lead a hard life. somehow they are pretty much straight in the path of the stones and the dirt coming form the car. as a result the entire extending and retracting gets more and more tedious as dirt inevitably finds its way into the joints. i have disassembled and…

making the connection.

remember last time i finally managed to install the firewood cradle that’s been sitting in the garage for two years. amazing how much more room i have there now. and check how much more professional the karavan looks, too. there are a few more steps, however, before the cradle is fully functional. as it sits…

fire? wood? cradle?

i’ve had the cradle for a while. i actually picked it up on the way home near brisbane, just after it had transpired that kimberley (the makers of the karavan) had bitten the dust. economically speaking of course. the cradle was a bit raw at the time, so i got the parts powder coated. and…

the bare necessities of life.

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trail fairies.

have you ever asked yourself how berms miraculously appear in the bush (or woods in other parts of the world)? how wooden trail features that make trails safer and more fun get where they are? or how the trails always seem to run well, no matter how much traffic or rain they get? every mountain…

learn to fly.

nat and i have been at the dirt jumps for a little while now, and i feel i have the first three jumps (aka the small ones) down pat. when i say ‘small’ they are actually not really small but it’s kind of not quite as intimidating when you don’t have to look up to…

upping the ante.

nat and i decided to use the relatively cool weather and the school holidays to get a few more rides in. last time we tried to challenge ourselves (as much as possible) to find better, more difficult or even just faster lines down manly dam. the next step up from there is of course to…

xc.

compared to the sheer horror of most other northern beaches trails (mt narra and bahai being on the more moderate end of the scale, it gets dicier from there) manly dam is really an easy and pleasant ride. that doesn’t mean it’s not possible to up the ante a bit here and there, so to…

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…