BurbleChaz

I rode over 120kms last week. This virtuous behaviour was traded for excessive beer last night. Fragile? Not me.

The weather was lovely for the ride on Thursday. I had been planning a gentle spin over to Williamstown. Unfortunately, a roadie tried to pass me just as I started, so we had a nose-to-the-bars, pain in the red zone grind past the container port. 30km/h all the way into a vicious headwind. Didn't get dropped. Carbon fiber and lycra are no match for sheer bloody-minded determination.

Half an hour later, when my eyeballs had stopped bleeding, I took a couple of pictures.

Orange Ship leaving Yarra

Melbourne