Autumn is here so it’s not only time to start thinking about the spring classics but because it’s not baking hot in the middle of the day any more, it’s possible to plan some longer rides.
Last Saturday, my friends Cam and Byron rode the world-famous Maylands-San Remo ride. I couldn’t make it due to a scheduled hangover. In fact, they were also at Chong’s birthday river cruise last Saturday evening but used something called moderation.
Luckily I had the day off today and I’m always up for a ride with a novelty name so I headed down the freeway bike path to San Remo (just north of Mandurah).
Maylands train station. Where it all begins.
The bike path from Maylands to Perth. Note the sensible hi-viz gear.
After being forced to call one dangerously overtaking commuter a dickhead, I finally had the path to myself.
All to myself.
There is absolutely nothing in San Remo to even hint that it’s called San Remo. Very disappointing. So here’s a picture of the sea at San Remo.
Yes, I got lost but look – there really is a San Remo.
Eat too many of these and I’ll end up quite podgy-oh.
The full ride. Click to see it on Strava if you’re into that sort of thing.
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