Day 4. 107km. Oberon – Bummaroo Camping Ground

Posted: January 9, 2026 in Australia, Cycling, NSW
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Well, this is not where I thought I’d be when I left Oberon this morning. Rather than Yerrenderie, I’m in a camping ground on the Abercrombie River. Let me explain.

The road to Yerrenderie

I left at 6am with a fully loaded bike with gallons of water. The road was beautiful through the plantation forest, undulating up to 1300m.

Early morning mist at Oberon
Shooters Hill Road

Then, the dirt track started. A big sign warned people – 60km, 4WD only, take spare tyres, take water etc etc. The first 9km was moderately harmless to the Mt Werrong camping ground. I thought this would be a piece of cake. After a snack and filling my water bottles from the tank that I wasn’t expecting, I continued.

The road started to get steep, dusty and rocky. Often I pushed my bike up, and rode the brakes down, only to repeat around the corner.

The road to Yerrenderie

While it was hard, I was enjoying it. Until the brakes started to squeak. The first sign of them wearing out. I was exactly half way between Mt Werrong and Yerrenderie -25km in both directions. Looking at the map, the road just got steeper. The brakes would not survive getting there, let alone getting back.

I couldn’t afford to be without brakes in the most remote part of this trip. I reluctantly turned around. I could walk up and down the steepest bits and make it back to Mt Werrong by sunset. From there, I could make it to the bitumen road tomorrow. I was confident the brakes would be fine on bitumen.

Then a car passed. And I caught a lift.

Thanks Mick and Amanda for the ride

They dropped me off at a place I’d passed earlier, not far from the main bitumen road.

Once I hit the tar, the brakes were fine. I hardly used them as I flew down the descents with confidence.

Still 30km from Taralga and 44km from Wombeyan Caves, I decided to call it a day at a camping ground just off the road where it crossed the Abercrombie River.

Kangaroos galore, I had a swim to freshen up, had dinner, and went to bed. I’m exhausted.

Lots of kangaroos

Day 3. 50km. Boyd River Camping – Oberon

Posted: January 8, 2026 in Australia, NSW
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The back roads to Oberon – through beautiful forest roads. A visit to the National Park office to check on road condition and water availability. It’ll be a challenging day tomorrow.

The forest on Bastard Point Road

Today I saw some deer – together with lots of the standard kangaroos. No wild pig spottings like the last 2 days.

The back roads

A major shopping spree in Oberon, including lots of water. There’s no water until I get to tomorrow’s destination of Yerranderie. I have been eating like there’s no tomorrow, so lots of food was bought too.

Day 2. 41km. Kanangra Walls – Boyd River Campground

Posted: January 7, 2026 in Australia, NSW
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Today was a big day. Sunrise at the Kanangra Walls and waterfall hunting on the back roads. Like yesterday, it was a sunny morning with a thundery and rainy afternoon. The jam-packed day included a mad dash in the rain and hail to the camping ground.

Kanangra Walls

The sunrise on the plateau at Kanangra Walls was spectacular. And I was the only one there.

The iconic image at Kanangra Walls
A view over everything

After a late breakfast, it was waterfall spotting – checking off all the falls in the book from #lostmtns in the Kanangra region.

Kalang Falls was a disappointment. I guess the reason may be it is only a short walk from the carpark, and I was not alone. By the time I got there, the masses had arrived.

Kalang Falls

Then it was on the side roads down to Morong Falls  I hadn’t realised how far it was off the main road. By the time I got there, the thunder was growling from all directions, and the rain fell intermittently. While I wanted to try out the natural bubble spa, and clamber down to the multiple pools below, I didn’t want to be caught in the thunderstorm on the (potentially slippery) rocks. It was a quick photo, a dip of the toes in the water, and off.

Morong Falls

After a thigh-deep river crossing, it was time to try Box Hill waterfall. Following an unmarked route, sometimes in the rain and hail, I made it there.

Crossing the Boyd River
Box Hill Falls

I just missed capturing the many fingers of lightening seconds before I took this photo. While I wanted to stay, I was aware that the track back to the road is easy to miss, and I didn’t want to hang around for the next bout of rain. As it was, the last 10km to the camping ground was in the rain.

Back at the camping ground, it was time to warm up, have dinner and wait until the rain stops so I can set up my tent.

Day 1. 82km. Tarana – Kanangra Walls

Posted: January 6, 2026 in Australia, Cycling, NSW
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I’m sitting in the eating shelter at the Kanangra Walls carpark. Today was sunny and rainy with a few claps of thunder. I didn’t get wet.

The rain is coming

With the office closed this week, I’m taking compulsory leave. A perfect opportunity to visit all the places in the back parts of the Blue Mountains that are too far to reach on weekend trips.

Kanangra Walls has always been on my list. Massive cliff faces dropping down to a spectacular valley.

Kanangra Walls

The weather has been weird the last few days. Sunny and beautiful in the morning. Dark, imposing clouds roll over in the afternoon. Rolls of thunder from the heavens. The occasional bolt of lightning.

But first the beautiful sunny morning undulating through the farmland.

The road to Oberon

Oberon was my refueling stop.

Entering Oberon

The rain started just as I arrived at the camping ground. I had a chat with two nature enthusiasts, Paul and Rebecca. They gave me some tips for things to see in the coming days.

I just made it to and from the famous lookout before the rain set in. Let’s see where I set up my tent (once the rain stops).

Before the clouds rolled over.

Before the clouds rolled over.

After the rain, the impressive clouds and the constant growl of thunder, the sun shone through just as it dipped below the horizon. My tent could be set up (and remain dry) just behind the shelter. I’m all set for my early morning walk on the Kanangra plateau.

The sinking of the sun at Kanangra Walls
The sinking of the sun at Kanangra Walls

The first kilometres of Drahtesel 2.0

Posted: March 20, 2025 in Australia, Cycling
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I haven’t been there for a while as the bike, Drahtesel 1.0, was on life support. The sun was shining, and the Blue Mountains were calling. One of my favourite places there – Dalpura Canyon.

Not much cycling, really. A short cycle from the train to the trailhead, and then a walk down through the pagodas to the shady, cool canyon.

The bike rides like a dream. Bring on the next 95,000km.

A birth, a death, a rebirth. But first a last hoorah.

Posted: March 19, 2025 in Cycling, New Zealand
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In 2012 my bicycle, Drahtesel, was born. In 2025, 13 years and 95,000km later, Drahtesel passed away. He is not gone, but lives on in a new form. Four original parts survive from the 2012 bike – the bell, the water bottle holders, the baggage racks and the handlebar.

This video is about his birth, death and rebirth. But first, a final hoorah. A pleasant jaunt around the south island of New Zealand.

Day 12. 29km. Blenheim – Picton

Posted: November 17, 2024 in Cycling, New Zealand
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The weather closed in again to farewell my bike trip. Rain and headwind accompanied me as I slogged out the last 29km of the New Zealand adventure.

Wairau River

Snug in my hotel, I delayed departure with a buffet breakfast. In Picton, again snug and warm, I curled up with a book I’ve been meaning to read for a while.

Reading in a café

My original plan was to explore around Picton for the day. Instead, I chose the dry option.

It’s been a fun bike trip. Sun has showed mountain lakes and beaches in their beauty. Rain and wind has made New Zealand feel more rugged.

There are 2 kinds of enjoyment. Type 1 is the kind you feel at the time. Sunny cycling in beautiful landscapes is enjoyment type 1. Type 2 is delayed enjoyment. At the time, it’s a slog. Rain, wind, trials, and tribulations. After it’s finished, the enjoyment of knowing you did it kicks in. Enjoyment type 2. New Zealand had some of that, too.

Day 11. 103km. St Arnaud – Blenheim

Posted: November 16, 2024 in Cycling, New Zealand
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When a headwind is constant on the plains, you never get a pause from pedalling. No rolling downhill. No break. To take my mind off the grind, today was a podcast listening day.

Wairau River

Today was actually slowly downhill – losing 700m over about 80km.  Such a slow descent makes it like the flat. I stopped regularly to rest – to replace the regular rests of going downhill in a more undulating terrain.

Lunch out of the sun and wind

The sun was beautiful. I enjoyed that – the rain is returning tomorrow.

Day 10. 110km. Motueka – St Arnaud

Posted: November 15, 2024 in Cycling, New Zealand
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The weather was beautiful. I had a nice tailwind. I cycled along peaceful countryside roads. But I felt tired. Overtraining? Anyway, an early night is planned.

The Great Taste Trail

I left Jake’s place with energy and excitement. The plan was to ride up to another beautiful mountain lake at St Arnaud and then roll down the valley tomorrow to the east coast.

I followed the Great Taste Trail again up some country roads, stopping for an ice cream before climbing over a small saddle to change valleys to cycle to Tapawera. This is where I crossed my route on day 1, and where I met Jake – who was my host last night.

Same café at Tapawera

The road continued upwards with another little pass to change valleys. The climb really took it out of me, despite the sun and tailwind.

Road to St Arnaud
Top of the mini pass

The lake is beautiful.

Lake Rotoiti

Big dinner and an early night.

Pizza

Day 9. 113km. Farewell Spit – Motueka

Posted: November 14, 2024 in Cycling, New Zealand
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I looked at the road switching its way up above me, and laughed with joy. My body felt strong, the sun was shining, and the music was pumping in my ears. I felt on top of the world – and after the climb, I was.

The switchbacks of the road ahead

I get a rush from the exertion, doing something most people can’t do. It makes me happy.

After the first switchback
After the 2nd switchback
After the 3rd switchback
The top

Before the climb, a few hours were spent at the town of Takaka, swapping out dead brakepads and eating to get some energy for the climb.

Dead brakepads

I’m staying with Jake in Motueka – a cyclist I met on day one of this trip. We shared cycling stories, and he gave some tips for my road ahead.

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