Our friend Bob suggested we go for a morning bike ride, so i dusted off the cruiser in the shed, put a bit of air in the tyres, popped on the ugly helmet, strapped myself with 7kg’s of Geoff and put foot to pedal.
As is usually the case, being a local means you sometimes miss the cool stuff in your own backyard and i gotta say i had missed Fernleigh Track up until now. An old rail line from Newcastle to Belmont through beautiful Aussie bushland makes the perfect cycling track.
30km round trip riding in one gear I murdered my quads while Geoff relaxed in his new pouch, the warm sun on his face, his ears flapping in the cool breeze. Always one to bring attention, Geoff ensured the families and fitness fanatics passed by with a smile.