Prolly Goes Down Under
Tuesday, July 5th, 2011You might have noticed a lack of Bloglin posting from me over the past month. I’ve been traveling a lot this year, from SF, to Boston, to NYC and even Melbourne, Australia. When my lady’s company offered to put her on a project in Australia, I got to tag along and do my thing. To me, cycling is as much about the experience as it is the community.
There’s a world-wide network of like-minded individuals who will gladly take you out, into the woods, or drainage ditches and show you a good time. Err, something to that effect. When we showed up in Melbourne, I wasn’t that jet-lagged, so I headed over to Saint Cloud, a local fixed gear shop, for their weekly trick meet up.
We rode through the city and to a big-ass ditch with hips and walls surrounding it. There, the local rippers showed off in front of the lens.
Here’s Nick (on the right), reppin’ Мишка and D.A.R.T. Saint Cloud is one of Мишка’s stockists in Melbourne and the guys who work and hang out at the shop are some of the nicest people I met while in Melbourne.
It’s a rad shop with all you need for your track bike or fixed gear!
While I was on the fixed freestyle bike a lot, I really wanted to get out the city. Remember what I was saying about that cycling network? Well, it also enables you to make and keep friends, even across the globe.
Take Andrew White for example. He and I run like-minded cycling blogs, across the world from each other. Fyxomatosis has been a major influence on my life and when I first met Andy in Japan back in 2009, it was rad to hang out and kindle a bit of a bromance.
Andy knew I loved to ride road bikes, so he lent me his Eddy Merckx MX-Leader and took me on a ride up the King Lake mountain range. At the base of the mountains, it was warm and sunny but at the top, we were greeted with fog, rain and freezing temperatures. I.e. not the best of riding conditions, especially on these curving descents where we topped 48mph at one point.
Life’s too short to ride shit bikes and to ride shit routes. We had a blast. Frozen snot and all.
At the bottom of the range, we came across a mob of kangaroos basking in the sunlight. Andy approached this large male roo as I sat back and watched. This was on a Friday, come Sunday, we’d take off on cross bikes through the Dandedong ranges.







































