Voodoo Aizan

Well, Autumn is progressingly with a full flush of colour and the days have been mild and balmy. Awesome riding weather for cruising around town or climbing up lofty (or not so lofty, given Canberra) mountains.

Speaking of vibrant colours and all that, I was hoping to wax lyrical about a pretty susnet with lots of photos, but the sunset proved to be a disappointment, or my attendance was as tardy as ever. Take your pick. So I took a photo of my bike instead.


It's a Voodoo Aizan 29er - a lightweight, scandium-doped aluminium frame. Flickable and a bit flexy, but very fast - does have a good ability to plow a line too. It's the bike for those days when gears are needed - long, steep climbs or super fast fireroads. Might go to Canada with me one day.

So what's ahead? Well, certainly no more "single speed" category at club races, because spending an entire race passing all of Sport C and most of B is stupid. Probably some Brindies action, a coast ride, and then the 8 hour at the Gong. Fun times now that uni is not consuming everything like a voracious black hole.

Brindabella dreaming....

Well, imprisoned at home or in the library through the enlightening and oppressive wonders of university education. Am thinking a lot about riding - escapism? - and indulged last night in rather a fun night lap around Majura... penetrating ever deeper into the heart of darkness, although less symbolically than the literary reference might suggest.

Tumut race on Sunday was fun - awesome course full of natural bush, some sharp climbs and flowing descents. This time there was no hypothermia and no mud - it was actually quite hot. Pace was hotter of course and a blast. Cramps aside, it was an awesome race with a reasonable 10th and 2nd in SS, but most importantly rather a big grin. Interesting course for SS - lots of punchy climbs that were quite steep in spots, but it all worked out quite well.

Dreaming of the Brindabellas.... photo attached paints many words too.