Such a glorious day! Really, there is no better way to spend Melbourne winter days than riding a bike — the skies are bright blue and the sun shines, but it’s very frosty and if you stay at home you just get colder and colder, whereas if you’re peddling along in the sunshine you feel warm and happy. Because I knew my sinuses would make trouble if they got cold, I had a Sudafed before I left and wore a nice woollen headband over my ears and forehead, as well as my neckwarmer which I pulled over my nose and mouth whenever it was too cold. Did I look ridiculous? probably, but no sinus pains! huzzah.
It was 25km one way and only 22km on the way back, as the way home was easier to work out and didn’t involve going back to the house to put on extra warm socks.
During my ride I saw:
A man playing bagpipes by himself.
6000 MAMILs (Middle-Aged Men In Lycra) doing the Melburn-Roobaix ride, in the opposite direction to me, over a very high, very narrow bridge.
Around a dozen quite unsporty-looking individuals running along, very out of breath and clutching what looked like a television antenna in one hand and a map in the other. Some had smaller devices and were less out of breath, but they all looked very happy and excited.
I suppose none of the above are any more absurd than we were running the Hash…
I rejoiced as usual in the skies — Australia’s skies have always felt just a touch more special than anywhere else.
And the crispness of the shadows made me happy also.
This slippery warning sign contributed to my good mood:
Also spotted in amusing signs. Artists of Australia, beware!
At Adrian and Yuan’s I was served delicious dumplings, which they make themselves every week. They are hoping to set up a dumpling café — and I have to say, I hope they do as these dumplings are addictive and delicious. I ate most of the bowlful below.
Although gorgeous wee Lenny had a few too!
My ride home again, this time the satellite view to make it slightly more exciting.