Escaping Is What I Do Best

Words & Photos by Andy White
www.fyxomatosis.com

We all love to ride. I would hope I’m preaching to the converted in this area. What makes a ride special always changes for me. Sometimes it’s riding to the shop on a ladies bike with the shopping hooked over the bars, a commute with a tail wind both ways, bumping into a friend or making a new one on the road, a short 10 km pedal with my wife, or chasing down a break on the track.

This particular special ride, an urban escape of mental and physical proportions covered six days and 1300 km (roughly 800 miles, 1 km is equal to .62 miles). If you are familiar with Victoria, Australia it began in Melbourne, headed north west for Bendigo, across the plains to Wangaratta, to the foot of the Alpine region in Mt. Beauty, and then a succession of three big days in the hills. It was windy, it was hot, it was wet, it was cold. It was the best ride I’ve ever done.