Brisbane to the Gold Coast on the Kickbike

The now annual Brisbane to the Gold Coast Bike ride was this on the Sunday 12th of October, 2008. I had signed up to it – when entries first come out thinking, yep, good idea to get some training in and give this another go. With a week to go to the event, time had slipped by and I figured that I had been doing “enough” to give this another crack on the Kickbike (I had also completed this event a couple of years ago on the Kickbike, but was also training alot harder then!). Anyway, I figured I could always take it slow and see how we go. Although I hadn’t ridden the Kickbike for some time (I would say….months), it’s like riding a bike – you never forget.

Upon arriving at the event, I met up with Bruce and Alan. These 2 guys are veterans at the event. Alan was there for a “good race time”, Bruce was there to support us, and I was there, because I had already paid the entry fee – and I love a good endurance event! 

As usual, before the race, we get the cyclist with the banter, and the commentry about how we can’t afford bike seats and how we are going to have one muscle leg and a puny leg…and the rest! It’s a good talking point! 

We started off at the back of the second group. My theory was to start as early as possible to 1. Avoid the heat (although it was bordering on raining all day) 2. If I start early, I should finish at a reasonable time.

The route took us from Southbank, along the busway (closed to buses of course) to 8 Mile Plains, then we ducked and weaved accross the highway south. Bruce and I rode together at a semi reasonable speed, manging to keep up with some cyclists, having a good chat, and even managing to overtake a few as well! Alan had already taken off to the challenge his record timing. 

On Way

Lyn met us with the Kickbike van at Eagleby, a welcome treat, with some fruit! My 2l bladder was empty, but figured the fruit and stuff would keep me going to Coomera! We also realised that that the other 2 Kick Bikers (who were doing the 60km event), had already started! So we also had a mission to catch up to them. As we continued through Jacobs Well (love a suger cane field) we headed through the back of Coomera (where I had dinner the night before), the road was oh so familiar! Anyway, for what seemed an eternity, we finally made it to the next TA! Which was fantastic, as I was in a world of hurt with dehydration issues. Anyway, after 4 powerades, a staminade, 1l of water, and some fruit, we were off again! On the home straight with 30kms to go, this should be easy! Wrong, with about 20kms to go, I suffered a ripper cramp, one that physically stopped my leg from moving, and I had to hold it until I could pull over on the side of the road. I had taken off from the other guys, so I waited until they came (or I had to as I was on my back with a locked up leg). Finally the others arrived, and Bruce pulled out some black magic and gave my leg a shake and it seemed to unlock the cramp in my knee. Sweet. Anyway, after hobbling back on the bike, I finally found my 2nd wind, and I powered home to the end. Gotta love energy gels. So as I finished the event (I think we did it in around 5.30 hours), the others came in soon after. Alan was also there – he didn’t break his record, but there is alway next year! 


After that, I legged it back to the Bus -> Helensvale Station -> Central and drove home from there.

One of the best things about the event was the commentry from the other cyclists! Thanks to all of you who cheered, encouraged, and offered your seats – only to ride off on us! It makes the event worthwhile….

I think it took me about 3 days to recover, but all good now, and looking for the next event to participante in! 

Thanks to Bruce and Lyn for looking after us all, and note to self – Get on the kickbike abit more!

And yes, when we Kickbike, we change legs while kicking (I try to do it evey 15 kicks on the flat, and every 5 on an ascend). Give it a go, it’s good fun!

Hells Bells 08 – Fraser Coast

This year Glen Singleton, Paul Kelly and myself decided to participate in this years Hells Bells race. The race was organised by Geocentric Adventure Racing (GAR). With all of us not thinking about it too much before the event, preparation and organisation was limited, but we had done of these events to hopefully be able to plough through what ever was thrown at us.

We drove up early on the Saturday morning, leaving Brisbane at 5am and reaching the Bike Drop off point right on 9am. Unpacking the bikes we soon realised that our Map Board had broken off in the wind in the journey up. Fortunately Tim had a spare and we were good to go. We were also missing a speedo on the bikes but we figured we would survive without it.

The race started at Tin Can Bay (at the RSL). 10am was the pre-race brief, along with getting the maps of the course. In the race briefing Craig decided that this year we are going deviate from the usual Adventure Race format, and go on a Treasure Hunt. After a long winded story about how there is apparently some treasure lost in the region, we were going to assist to find this treasure. Craig also mentioned that it would be a great event or a flop, read on to find my opinion.

With the race starting at 11am, with a Boogie Board leg across the channel towards Rainbow Beach. We decided to run around on land for a few hundred meters, and then cut across a shorted section of the channel. I soon discovered that sneakers in scuba fins was not a good idea for kicking (note to self 1). Also going across land and mud, it also provided grief putting the fins off and on in the mud. Anyway, we finally reach the boat ramp, and headed across the point to Rainbow Beach, with Boogie Boards and fins in hand we legged it through the township, then to the Surf Life saving club for the next check point.

After making it to the sand beaches of Rainbow Beach, we had to swim out to locate a further checkpoint, and work out where we were to go next. The next leg consisted of a trek up the beach to the to point where we had to lug the boogie boards and fins, assuming we will need them in the not too distant future. Wrong. We made it to the point, some 12ks later (with some “teva style” key searching along the way). Finally able to dump the boogie board and fins, we hit the next CP. Pumping up the dodgy kayaks was always going to be fun, as usual the first one was faulty, so another had to be started from scratch. I would have thought that GAR would have sorted this problem by now! Anyway after a lovely paddle over to Fraser Island. With many dolphins and in the realms of darkness, fortunately we has the other kayaks lights to keep us going in the straight line. After what seems an eternity we finished the kayak leg (with some magic of finding the correct inlet) we made it to the bike transition. We managed to overtake a few teams who had some issues with the river system, and at the checkpoint there were alot of already frustrated racers. Happy to be at the CP, and have a chance to warm up, we knew that what lies ahead was some cold times! It was only around 10pm and we were already freezing!

The next leg was a trek which involved alot of backtracking. Although it was good to warm up and have a chat to some other teams!

The race this year was setup so that once you reached the checkpoint, you would then be given the next set of maps, to take you to the next checkpoint. So we spent some time on the next leg noting down the next set of CPs that we needed, and then finally ending up at Prices Pool (somewhere in a circled region on the map).

Onto the bikes, we found all the CPs, albiet freezing and having the issues of riding with a borrowed mapboard and limited lights. Some good trail rides in the area, so will need to keep that in mid as well.

We were onto the next transition in high spirits, as we were keen to get to the next box and put some more warm clothes on. Unfortunately the transition never came….

After circling around the same area for some 2 hours and at 4am we decided to ditch the CP. Unfortunately it was the transition CP, and we didn’t have a map on where to go next, so we did the only thing we could do and was to ride back to the HQ. Game over.

The only good thing was that we arrived back at HQ in time for the 7am BBQ and got our sausages warm! We packed up our gear and was on the road by 8am home. 

Not the most memorable event. Although it was good to catchup with my team – Paul Kelly and Glenn Singleton!