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5 Feb: A Happy Ending to Pre-Xmas Online Fraud

Less than a week before Xmas I had posted my Brompton bike for sale. A few hours later aessage came in from a guy just north of here offering full price. He later sent a request for bank details ... I was involved in a rare in depth conversation with my son. Pretty soon after sever requests for information, I became a bit "over it" and distracted by conversation.  Basically, I'd given out too much information to a,very cunning fraud professional. When I checked for the deposit by "Robert Jackson" I saw a withdrawal by someone with a distinctly Indian looking name. As I was gaping at the screen and berating myself, a second withdrawal followed.I did everything I could to shĂșt the account down. It was too late to advise my bank. An auto response came through for me to approve the second payment, I declined. I .made an online report to Fraud Watch (?) and called my bank the following day. i was told they would take best endeavours in a field with few wins. Fortuna...

6-Feb: Duns Ck Rd

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I missed the opportunity to ride yesterday. I am hoping to ride at least each second day to build fitness and systs prior to beginning bike packing.  Anyway, today I got the opportunity to get out before the heat hits. Laden with a nar roll containing my sleep system and puffer jacket, frame bag with tools, electronics and  bobs, tailbag with galley and rain jacket. Off from my local RFS base, I rode 12k to the base of Duns Creek Road hill, then back via Paterson. The DCR "hill" is a tad epic; it's the type of hill, actually a series of hills, that when you see a cyclist riding up of you think; "they're mad" or "badass". you're guaranteed to be as sweaty as a salami in the sun when you hit the top. The ride down is a screaming sprint that happens too quickly.  At Paterson I bought flat bread, tomato, cucumber and cottage cheese and went to the picnic shelter and adding tuna, ate a number of fresh wraps.   My cats,Patty & Sooty, ...

3-Feb: Bingleburra

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   Cricket ground, Dungog. Home of Doug Walters. This day last week I was heading to Gloucester to go camping in the mountains and I saw a group ride out of Dungog. Today I rode the train to Dungog as a launch onto Bingleburra and spied the same guys hanging out at the coffee shop. But being a solo rider, I kept to myself.  by the road near the top of B Okay, Bingleburra is a bloody big hill between the capital town of the shire to the neighbouring village of Gresford. I can't fond any elevation figures, but I did spend a good deal of time on the lowest cog. Distance between the two towns is a little over 20k but it took almost 2 hours including a scintillating drop off the top of the hill. At one point, hopping into s blind left corner, I was waiting to break traction. But Krampas was really fast and well behaved, so I tucked up and shot through.  gresford shop I was expecting to be hungry and spent at Gresford, but I only stopped...

FAIL

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2-Feb: PLAN use cooler weather and back to school date to take a long dog walk. WHAT HAPPENED on the way, I dropped the wheelie bins off for collection 1.6k from home. As I got back in the car I asked the dog to get in the back of the wagon. I then drove 60k, just before the destination I stop to leave empty bottles and cans for refund.  As I get back on the car, from 10' away, no dog. I search on foot and behind the wheel for 5 hrs. Meanwhile my daughter is posting on Facebook and calling vets and animal shelters.  I dreaded this, but texted my son; I've lost the dog. ... and copped heavy abuse.  As son arrived home he finds the dog.  retreating from the coast WHAT HAPPENED when I asked the dog to hop over the back, he hopped out the car window without me noticing. HIGHLIGHTS meeting lovely caring people after the dog was found, I bought some steak and had a waterside BBQ, and spied this very interesting little boat.

heats on, but life goes on.

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Mia reported that she had been enduring temperatures in excess of 40°C for a week. One day it reached 46°, and was still 40_ ° at 8pm. She described a level of hardship that few people can comprehend, but will need to love with in coming decades.  A little research reveals that temperature measurements are taken in a louvred box, that is, the gauge is not in direct sunlight .  Direct sun can easily be at least 15° hotter.  Health authorities warn that this amount of heat, raised even further by Mia's normal work setting (truck engines and hard surfaces) can cause "imminent [sun] stroke" or worse. Working in isolation at times throughout the day, an equipment failure could threaten her life. Council administrators (in air conditioned offices), expects work to continue and their concession is to have outdoor staff begin an hour earlier.  As a parent with a long history of protectiveness, and even though she is an adult, I am concerned. She is a very driven ...

friday

The Sissy bar fit is not straightforward. The  brackets supplied fit the rear two holes (of three) on the chrome rear guard braces. As Ive already chopped the guard the brace is now too long, and the rear hole becomes unusable.  i have two options (i think). One is to open out the front hole to fit the first hole in the brace, then chop the overhanging piece flush with the guard. With the frontvhole dtretched amd the brace cut off, it would look a little untidy. Option two is to cut and shut the chrome braces. This is way tricky to work the curve accurately and leaves a  visual weld in the braces.  In the evening, I returned with a beer (I don't normally drink), which lubricated my creative cogs. I hit on the idea to use the brackets supplied and use the front section of the braces to cover a section of frame that's visible and looks ugly.    

riding the beach, mountain biking, a new rack

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At Merewether the bodysurfing was pretty ordinary, but the tide was out !?  As it happens I bought my bike down by the sea for security. Mmm, thinking. Ride it along the beach? Yep I knew after a couple of pedal shoves that she was sweet with it, so I rode the surf line from Merewether Beach to Glenrock Lagoon. Probably about 3-4k of sand and some rocky headland that expired a fat ebike. As far as I could go, then I turned away from the ocean and went onto the bush. I discovered the Burwood Trail. When I was really small we would drive with dad across Flaggy Creek, to his work in the office at Burwood Colliery. Memories.   Popping out by the creek crossing, now with a bridge and the road sealed, on to hook up with the Fernleigh Track. This is probably the most well known bike path in the Hunter. An old rail line once went along here to Burwood, Lambton B and John Darling collieries. I did my apprenticeship at Lambton B and knew the area well. But today I was h...