Beauty and the Beast...err that would be Caterpillar

 

Naked Neck Frizzles & Plymouth Rock

My new 'teenagers'.    Two frizzle naked necks and a Plymouth Rock.  There was a second Plymouth but a carpet snake ate it on its first night with us, damn it.

Water Cooler Chicken Chatter

 "I says to Doris, I said Doris, you know I just don't care if the rooster thinks your a hot chook.  She gives me that look, you know the one where she stares down her beak at you and you just know she doesn't believe you."

My new faverolles, so cute.

Bicycle Banzai

Picture it: 

Me riding a borrowed and geared bike pumping my almost shaved legs like pistons down a country road like a woman possessed. It was a sight to behold. The anguish on my face, the sweat on my helmeted brow, the matching orange shirt and Dunlop Volleys warning all in my way to "stand aside! Mad woman coming through". Well, you can picture it but the anguish on my face was from the God-awful seat I was sitting on. Bike was outstanding - those gears are looking mighty attractive I tell you - but the seat has to go. I am so-o-o saddle sore. My pubic bones HATE me, and those bones can be bloody spiteful man!  

Oh and on the way back that kamikaze magpie/black and white piece of flying poo came gunning for my orange shirt. Scared the crap outta me. BUT I BOUGHT THE SHIRT TO RIDE IN AND I AM GOING TO WEAR IT (until I go on that run again, then I am changing it).
Our fearless leader and torture expert has suggested we get fit for a 100km charity ride next October...ooh, I don't know. I would have to shave my legs AND armpits... at the same time. Would my bright orange Dunlop Volleys cope with the mileage? Are there magpies on this run? Do they supply skinny choc milkshakes at the pit stops? So much to consider, so much to weigh up. Stay tuned. Who knows.
I do love my bike riding though.  Great company, great exercise and beautiful country.  We saw lots of koalas and their babies on this run, beautiful flowers in bloom in the paddocks and happy and healthy cattle and horses.  It does not get any better.

Sydney Australia Rocks

 

The Lovely Husband and I spent about five days in Sydney this year and had a blast.  We both used to live there before moving to the country and every now and then we need a city fix.  Sydney has it all.

Deadly Red Treadly

I have recently joined a social bicycle riding club.  Well, there is four of us now anyway.  I ride with my friend about every fortnight on weekends but this will be every week while she is at work. 

I have a "ladies" bike, no gears, wicker basket and a nice comfy seat.  It is red so it goes faster.  I bought it from a department store in a box and we put it together.

I am riding with real women who ride real bikes with real gears and those slinky riding jerseys.  I wear my pink Dunlop Volleys, leggings and over sized man's shirt.  Man I look hot!!  (Not).

I think the woman who takes us is gobsmacked - no gears?  What is that about?  You can see the lack of comprehension in her bulging eyes as she stares at the foreign body that is my deadly red treadly.  It does have hand brakes...

Anyway, we had our ride.  They took it quite slow until I enquired if this was their normal pace...it was so-o-o slow.  I think they thought my bike was handicapped.   Once the pace picked up a bit it was lovely.  Chatting, riding, chatting, dodging swooping, nest protecting magpies and spying mother koalas in the road side trees.  Beautiful.  I did ask for a couple of drinks stops, we red bike riders get thirsty.

On the way back I started to fatigue.  We red bike riders tire when riding against the wind but I made it back and was amazed to find out that we had ridden a whole 19km!!  Woohoo, I am so impressed with myself.  I survived the ride with NO gears.

I shall ride again with these real women.  Maybe they will convert me to gears, maybe not.  But I shall ride the deadly red treadly with a comfy seat with pride, puffing and panting and peddling for all I am worth.

Dry Ground

This was our paddocks one week ago...desperately needing rain.