The view from Devil’s Corner. That’s Freycinet National Park in the background. I’ve ridden from there. Well, I say ‘ridden’ but I wheeled the bike up the steepest bit.
That long, sweeping descent comes only after you’ve slogged up to the top of the hill. Push into that gale for a day and it may eventually become a helpful tailwind. For every idiot driver who almost squeezes you off the road, there are many courteous ones who overtake slowly, giving you wobble room and a ‘good-on-yer-mate’ wave.
Cycling the wild east coast of Tasmania certainly brings its share of both challenges and joys. Continue reading
Nearly there. Just a short ride around Coles Bay and I’ll be able to get off the bike and climb those Hazards.
It’s a relief to have an easier day in the saddle. 50 kilometres, 26 of them along the flat of Coles Bay Road, where the shoulder is wider, the traffic is generally slower and there are encouraging glimpses of the Hazards Range ahead.
And Freycinet Peninsula is one of Tasmania’s most popular natural wonders – with good reason. Continue reading