Sunday 29 April 2012


ANZAC DAY - 25th APRIL



Present:

Joyce Newell
Fiona Cayford
Bob Stutter
Kerry Drury
Selwyn Nalder
Adele Fielding
Sandra Allan
Tommy


The regular Wednesday morning cyclists met at the Information Centre at 6.30 a.m as usual.  We rode our usual Wednesday route of the back road at Woolies, through the streets of Pacific Harbour, over the bridge at White Patch and along the esplanade at Banksia Beach, down along Sunderland Parade, through Pacific Harbour, along Sylvan Beach Esplanade finishing at the Big Bun at Bellara for coffee and some of us 'a big bun'.

 Today is Anzac Day and some of us decided to ride to the area of the RSL to watch the parade go by at 8.30 a.m.  We especially wanted our overseas visitor, Tommy, from Penang to watch the ceremony and learn a little about the tradition of Anzac Day.

Crowds lined the street as Bribie Island paid tribute to its war veterans and current forces personnel as they marched along Toorbul Street to the grounds of the RSL waiting in anticipation for the sound of the big brass drum that would herald the fact that the parade approached.  All services were well represented bolstered by the local schools who joined the march and provided lots of colour and support some carrying wreaths to lay at the service that would follow in the grounds of the RSL.

Included in the march was the lovely gelding with the Army Reserve Captain in the saddle; the captivating little Scottie dog wearing his tartan coat, the old vintage cars and the lone Wirraway aircraft that appeared above making several low-level sweeps of the parade.

As the crowd dissipated we walked our bikes through to the foreshore and rode on home.  A ride with an interesting finish.  We hope it passed muster, Tommy!!














24th April 2012



Away Ride to Glasshouse Mountains





Bob Stutter   Leader
Tami Telford Leader
Fiona Cayford
Isabelle Cooper
Sandra Allan
Peter Crawford
Tommy
Joie Sumby
Mike Warner


The Glasshouse Mountains Shopping Centre was the meeting venue for this ride aptly named The Pineapple Fields Ride (for obvious reasons) by Tami and Bob.

Our route for this ride began at Railway Parade and then turning left into Pikes Road.  Most of us ventured on along Gympie Road and back for a further 6 kilometres returning to Pikes Road, onto Coonowrin Road and eventually arriving back at the Glasshouse Mountains township for coffee at the bakery/coffee shop there.

Although this ride was only 22 kilometres in length, the hilly terrain made it quite challenging.  We passed many pineapple fields with the produce in various stages of growth, orchards of macadamia nut trees and the peaks and crags of the glasshouse mountains rising before us.

There are 12 mountains in the glasshouse region, they are as follows:

Mount Beerburrum - 276 m
Mount Beerwah - 555 m
Mount Coochin - 235 m
Mount Coonowrin or Crookneck - 377 m
Mount Elimbah or The Saddleback - 129 m
Mount Miketeebumulgrai - 199 m
Mount Ngungun - 253 m
Round Mountain
Mount Tibberoowuccum - 220 m
Mount Tibrogargan - 364 m
Mount Tunbubudla or the Twins - 312 and 293 m
Wild Horse Mountain - 123 m


This group of mountains were named by Captain James Cook as he sailed north up the coast of what is now Queensland in 1770 as part of his epic voyage aboard his ship H.M. Bark Endeavour. They were so named as the shape of the mountains reminded him of the huge glass furnaces (glasshouses) back in his native Yorkshire.

 Before this time though the Glasshouse Mountains were seen by the Aboriginal people as a mysterious place of spiritual significance and the names of the mountains were so named by the Kabi Kabi people of the Sunshine Coast.

There is an Aboriginal legend regarding the montains that goes something like this:

'Now Tibrogargan was the father of all the tribes and Beerwah was his wife and they had many children.

Coonowrin, the eldest; the twins, Tunbubudla; Miketeebumulgrai; Elimbah whose shoulders were bent because she carried many cares, the little one called Round because she was so fat and small, and the one called Wild Horse since he always strayed away from the others to paddle out to sea. (Ngungun, Beerburrum and Coochin do not seem to be mentioned in the legend).

One day when Tibrogargan was gazing out to sea, he perceived a great rising of the waters. He knew then that there was to be a very great flood and he became worried for Beerwah who had borne him many children and was again pregnant and would not be able to reach the safety of the mountains in the west without assistance.

So he called to his eldest son, Coonowrin, and told him of the flood which was coming and said, 'Take your mother, Beerwah, to the safety of the mountains while I gather your brothers and sisters who are at play and I will bring them along.'

When Tibrogargan looked back to see how Coonowrin was tending to his mother he was dismayed to see him running off alone. Now this was a spiritless thing for Coonowrin to do and as he had shown himself to be a coward he was to be despised.

Tibrogargan became very angry and he picked up his nulla nulla (a club) and chased Coonowrin and cracked him over the head with a mighty blow with such force that it dislocated Coonowrin's neck. He has never been able to straighten it since.

 By and by, the floods subsided and when the plains dried out the family was able to return to the place where they lived before. Then when the other children saw Coonowrin they teased him and called, 'How did you get your wry neck - How did you get your wry neck?' This made Coonowrin feel ashamed.

So Coonowrin went to Tibrogargan and asked for forgiveness but the law of the tribe would not permit this. He wept for his son had disgraced him. Now the shame of this was very great and Tibrogargan's tears were many and as they trickled down they formed a stream which wended its way to the sea.

So Coonowrin went then to his mother, Beerwah but she also cried and her tears became a stream and flowed away to the sea. One by one, he went to his brothers and sisters, but they all cried at their brother's shame.

Then Tibrogargan called to Coonowrin and asked why he had deserted his mother and Coonowrin replied, 'She is the biggest of us all and should be able to take care of herself. Coonowrin did not know that his mother was again with child and that that was the reason for her grossness. Then Tibrogargan put his son behind him and vowed he would never look at him again.

Even to this day Tibrogargan gazes far, far out to sea and never looks at Coonowrin. Coonowrin hangs his head in shame and cries, and his tears run off to the sea, and his mother, Beerwah, is still pregnant, for, you see, it takes many years to give birth to a mountain."

A  very pleasant morning with good company and comradeship.

Official Photographer:  Tommy (with thanks).






Saturday 14 April 2012


3rd April 2012



Away Ride from Clontarf to Boondall Wetlands



Present:           Richard Allan (Leader)
                        Sandra Allan
                        Bob Stutter
                        Isabel Cooper
                        Laurel Tucker
                        Fiona Cayford
                        Tommy and Yoshiko
                        Ted Butler
                        David Judd



Although officially into autumn, today was a beautiful summer's day with a temperature of around 30/31C.    Certainly a more pleasant day than the previously allocated date for this ride that was  cancelled because of the extremely inclement weather.

We assembled at Pelican Park at Clontarf, a good meeting spot with plenty of car parking, information centre and under cover picnic tables with ocean view for lunch after the ride.

 A good group as above, eight riders and two socialites, Ted and Yoshiko, who came along for the ride - although they didn't ride. 

 We set off and rode over the new Ted Smout Bridge that lies adjacent to the Hornibrook Highway.  Great bike track with divided lanes for walkers and cyclists - a model we would like to see adopted for the Bribie Bridge.  Once over the bridge we followed the track along through Sandgate stopping at the cafe up on the hill opposite the Shorncliffe Pier (about a 40 minute ride).  The hill is extremely steep. Richard offered to shout anyone a coffee who stayed on their bike to the top of the hill.  Only one person was able to claim the prize – well done Tommy!  We were hoping that Ted and Yoshiko would join us for coffee here.  Alas, they didn't show.  But apparently Yoshiko enjoyed a sight seeing tour of Brisbane via North Lakes.

 The riders continued  along past the Shorncliffe Boat Harbour, through some well signposted streets that led to the Boondall cycling/walking track.   Tommy and Isabel rode on to Nudgee Beach while the rest of us made our way back stopping at the lookout until Tommy and Isabel caught up with us.  We made our way back to Clontarf, most of us being rather pleased to be out of the saddle after a round trip of 44 kms for a rest over lunch.  Much to everyone's surprise Ted and Yoshiko were waiting to greet us after their adventures.



28th February 2012



Away Bike Ride: Bulcock Beach to Wurtilla



Present:          Sandra Allan (Leader)
                        Richard Allan
                        Bob Stutter
                        Tami Telford
                        Sophia Korst
                        Lauren Tucker
                        Kerrie Weston


A pleasant sunny day enhanced today's ride which started at the Happy Valley Park at Bulcock Beach.  Good meeting point as there is plenty of car parking and undercover bbq tables for lunch after the ride.

 We rode along the coastal walkway/bikeway, beautiful views over the ocean, passing the memorial to the HMS Centaur, Kings Beach, Shelly Beach, Moffat Beach, Dickie Beach and along to Currumundi Lakes.  A few of us ventured on further to Wurtulla Beach.

The Headland Walkway/Cycle Path is part of the coastal pathway and from Shelly Beach to Kings Beach it shows, through a series of plinths, part of the history of Caloundra. Some highlight the story of the original inhabitants and others highlight the involvement of Caloundra during the War. Plaques set into the concrete show the names of people who lost their lives in the service of their Country.

Anzac Park has a special memorial to the Anzacs and is the venue for the dawn service conducted each Anzac day.

The Centaur Memorial was erected as a permanent memorial to those who lost their lives when the hospital ship AHS Centaur was sunk by a Japanese submarine on the 14th of May 1943. The location of the wreck was discovered late in 2009 and thus the annual memorial service held in 2010 was a particularly poignant occasion.

 On the 4th of February 1893 the S.S Dicky was deliberately grounded on the beach during a cyclone to avoid being washed onto the headland rocks. In spite of many attempts to free it the ship proved to be immovable and parts still remain on the beach today. Dicky Beach takes its name after the ship and is the only recreational beach in the world named after a ship wreck.

 There are good tracks all the way along including some quite steep hills in places, a good workout after the flat terrain of Bribie.    There are a couple of areas where we go onto the road briefly until we join up with the track again e.g. Two Way Bridge.  Some of the track areas are a little away from the ocean views but travels through shady bushland, very peaceful, with just the sound of birdsong and some heavy breathing from the cyclists!  A welcomed cup of coffee went down very well at Cocos at Currumundi Lakes opposite the beach, a pleasant outlook.   Refreshed, we went on our way back to Bulcock Beach for lunch.   An easy 25 km ride stopping here and there to take in the views and to keep together as a group.   A very pleasant day.   Photograph taken at Currimundi Lakes.