Riding local, riding abroad. Doesn't matter. "One less car" bike commuting and "Bikes Belong" advocacy, plus "I ride solo" bicycle travel. Racing is fun, but there are so many equally great reasons to ride.
Inside Canungra's Cafe Metz. I'm guessing the paneled ceiling is authentic 1920s. Had an iced coffee (kiwi style, with both cream and ice cream) and Turkish toast. It's another 80+ day today and I'm heading to the Lost World, where I hope to hear the bell birds.