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Pelicans : Deception Bay

Deception Bay, Queensland
10:15 am; 50 km
 
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It has been 28 days without rain but it could be a good year for grapes. View attachment 93314
funny we were talking about that this morning, the irrigation and mist sprays with the heat seem to be doing their job, now there is a winery in Summerland B.C. (Thornhaven) that plays classical musical at night to encourage their grape crop - oh well to each their own I enjoy happy hour
 
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Moreton Bay Cycleway : Bramble Bay

Moreton Bay Cycleway
Bramble Bay, QLD
Stratocumulus? I'm looking at the line of cotton wool balls running north-south, which happened to be the direction of the wind at sea level.

Also in the picture:
  • three-kilometre long viaduct joining Redcliffe Peninsula (our side) with Brighton (Brisbane) to the south;
  • intrepid kayaker (far left);
  • replica fifteenth-century caravel Notorious (right).
I'll be going up this way again in a few days and will pack a long-barrelled Canon which should bring Notorious within range, providing the crafty captain doesn't weigh anchor and slip out on a midnight tide.

Map : Bramble Bay
 
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Moreton Bay Cycleway
Bramble Bay, QLD
Stratocumulus? I'm looking at the line of cotton wool balls running north-south, which happened to be the direction of the wind at sea level.

Also in the picture:
  • three-kilometre long viaduct joining Redcliffe Peninsula (our side) with Brighton (Brisbane) to the south;
  • intrepid kayaker (far left);
  • replica fifteenth-century caravel Notorious (right).
I'll be going up this way again in a few days and will pack a long-barrelled Canon which should bring Notorious within range, providing the crafty captain doesn't weigh anchor and slip out on a midnight tide.

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I’d call it 10,000+ feet so altocumulus….
 
Your trips around Baltimore always interest me because my father grew up there in a row house in the 30s. I don’t think you venture into his old neighborhood though because apparently it’s quite dangerous there these days. A few years back my brother and I looked up his address and found out the house was for sale, so we decided to drive down from New York to have a look, and the real estate agent thought we were crazy. But he hired a off-duty policeman to take us there anyway, and we had a good look around the house. Decided it wasn’t a good investment, but it was nice to visit where my father had grown-up as a child.
 
Your trips around Baltimore always interest me because my father grew up there in a row house in the 30s. I don’t think you venture into his old neighborhood though because apparently it’s quite dangerous there these days. A few years back my brother and I looked up his address and found out the house was for sale, so we decided to drive down from New York to have a look, and the real estate agent thought we were crazy. But he hired a off-duty policeman to take us there anyway, and we had a good look around the house. Decided it wasn’t a good investment, but it was nice to visit where my father had grown-up as a child.
Sounds like my old neighborhood in The Bronx. And to tie it to bike riding, non-electric back then, we use to ride our bikes out toward Long Island Sound (not really) but to the water body that separated us from LaGuardia Airport. We watched the propeller planes take off and land.
 
we went on a nice mountain bike ride on our tandem I had a route all mapped out. well it Wass a 20 mile ride to the top. doing down the map had us go on a fire road. it was Fine for awhile then it got way to tricky for a tandem. so we walked it down the rest of the way a bit crazy but not too bad. so the map took us to another tail going down but it was for hiking. so stupid me figured we would walk the tandem down. well it was ok for a bit but it got worse and worse. but it seemed going back up with be impossible. we had 2 foot drops with roots we had to get the tandem down my wife was having a real fun time of it. someone coming up told us there were steep stains and it was like great. people coming down realized we were having issues and when we got to a really bad part right before those steep stairs. I don't think we could have gotten down them on our own. it was work for us too guys to carry the tandem down and to go around the turns till we got to the road.
we got to cross the St johns bridge and it was a fantastic view.
But this is the thing I used a app thats made to map bike rides and it chose that path even though it is a walking path. When I checked it on google choosing that path from where we were at the top to the bridge google chose that path too.; so it was a lesson for sure. that path would have been pretty hard for my wife without the bike. it was more work then riding. so we got across the bridge found a Chinese restaurant as we were a bit wobbly after getting down that trail. we had a whole battery left so we road the 15 miles back on full assist so we did not have to work too hard. luckily there was a 711 close so we both could get an energy drink after 4 dishes at the Chinese place. ti was pretty good too. 42 miles several miles of walking and over 2000 feet of climbing. You can see the end of the stairs. we had to lift the tandem high to get it around the corners. View attachment 93004View attachment 93005View attachment 93006View attachment 93007View attachment 93008View attachment 93009View attachment 93010View attachment 93011View attachment 93012
Looks like Portland. Is that the Steel Bridge in the middle distance? I lived in Portland from 2nd grade through 9th. My cousins lived directly above the St John's bridge on the mountain, up a very steep hill indeed. One time a cousin and I were walking back from St.John's when he jumped up on the main cable at the lowest point and started to walk up it. Scared the crap out of me.

I lived in SW Portland, attended Capital Hill School, followed by the old Lincoln HS. We transitioned to the new campus midway through my 9th grade year (I assume that has gone through one or more transmogrifications since then, as that was a long time ago). My best pal from elementary school was Paul Pintarich, which may mean nothing to you, but he was the literary/book editor at the Oregonian for a number of years. He was well acquainted with many local and regional writers. He wrote a book called "Portland by the Glass," which was about area taverns and pubs dating back to the days when drunks would be Shanghaied onto ships heading for the Orient.

At Lincoln, we were let out of school for an hour or so when General Douglas Macarthur rode by in a homecoming parade after he was fired by Pres. Truman. So I got a glimpse of him.
 
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Loop to Golden Gardens Park, Seattle. Shots taken at the park, and Shilshole Marina
 

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-- "Gentlemen, the heat is pouring down from the sky!"
-- "This heat in the city is hell."
-- "Miss Jola is certainly going for an outing this weekend?"
-- "If I were you Miss Jola I would take part in the PTTK Hiking Rally for the Lowland Badge. It is good to combine something useful with pleasure, and it is good to get a badge".
/Hydrozagadka (Hydroriddle), a Polish 1971 cult-following B movie, a funny parody of Superman. The feature of the movie are stiff, pompous dialogues, mimicking official Party and media language of the era/


I didn't want to suffer in my hot flat on Thursday, so I went on a ride; air flow would certainly help in the open space, and after that I would be in the woods.

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Top: The chapel in Mariew is a known landmark at the south edge of the Kampinos National Park. Exactly 13.5 km from the place I live if the shortest route is taken. Upon leaving Mariew you hit a gravel road, full of potholes.
Centre: Truskaw is another access point to the KPN. The (very recent) mural commemorates a battle fought by Polish Home Army partisans against the German and Russian Nazi in 1944.
Bottom: At the crossroads. The terrible cobblestone/sand Palmiry Connecting Road (right), and the entry onto a MTB trail (left).

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"Tiger Hill" (which is an unofficial name given it by MTBers) doesn't look gnarly in the picture.

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I think any person riding at least an XC bike would have made that hill. The point is, Vado SL is very far from calling it an off-road e-bike, and its motor is of low power. Yet I made it on last Tuesday, which only proves how good the SL is, and I'm also proud of my own achievement, as I am a person totally not in the technical trail riding :)

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There are bike trails, hiking trails and fire-roads in the KPN. The hiking trails are mostly unsuitable for cycling because they consist of white, fine sand.
Top: Along a sand dune. Wherever possible, cyclist have created own single-tracks along the hiking trails.
Centre: It is good to own a Super Lightweight e-bike :) (I can remember riding similar trails with the heavy Trance E+; it was painful to carry that e-bike over an obstacle).
Bottom: At a point named Karczmisko ("A Huge Inn").

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Left to the Nature now, Kampinos Forest teemed with human activities in the long past. There were trade roads leading through the primeval forest. The crossroads I stopped at hosted the Niepust Inn ("No-Let-Go") in 19th c. According to a legend, the inn-keeper didn't let his guests go until they spent their last penny. That made Jan Feliks Piwarski paint the "Last Penny Inn" in 1845.

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I was painfully aware of hordes of mosquitoes and flies waiting for you in the forest: Stop and you're eaten alive. So I smartly took a repellent with me.

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On my way back, I hit a trail I haven't been to before. KPN consists of sand dunes and morasses. The new trail sported an extremely long walkway over the morass. And if I say walkway I mean it is not a cycleway :) There is not only a cycling ban on the gangway but also the structure is indeed unstable (it was apt for resonance with bike wheels!) So I walked, walked, and walked...


After I left the walkway, I was confronted with a long narrow single-track consisting of mud and deep & wide puddles. I gave up and was just riding ahead! Again, my Bike could make it. Soon before leaving the forest, the first droplets of rain fell on my face. I put the Turbo on and zoomed out of the forest and to the next shelter in Zaborów. When I found myself under the roof, it poured :) How lucky I am... The downpour was intensive but short lived. And I could ride home dry.

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Notice low average speed.
 
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