The big tester ride for New Zealand is done and dusted. The Brisbane Valley Rail Trail proved a great ride and a success.
In preparation for our cycle tour of New Zealand’s south island at the end of the year, Matt and I were after a ride that would test out all of our gear and setup completely. So the BVRT it was. Plus, we needed to ride to find out if we even enjoyed cycle touring, given we’d never done it before!
Here’s the map I took along for the ride…the blue lines mark the open rail trail sections and the dotted lines mark the closed section of the trail, we had to ride on the highway along this section. We started down at Fernvale and made our way up to Blackbutt and back to Fernvale over 4 days and 250km.
We set off on Day 1 from Fernvale and rode the smoothest, easiest section of the whole trail to Lowood. It was quite unbelievable how easily the km’s ticked over. At Lowood Matt had his first and only fall trying to ride his loaded up touring bike around the local skate park…luckily only his pride was dented.
We pushed on from Lowood and found the largest old railway bridge out of all the ones we encountered. This one was over Lockyer Creek. It was interesting seeing all the old bridges and thinking how much harder the builders had it a hundred years ago. Quite impressive work, and to think it’s all just slowly rotting away now.
As we quickly learned there were two constants on the trail – closed railway bridges, which meant descending into the gully and slowly pushing our bikes up the other side, and the other constant was opening and closing countless cattle gates.
On the second day the funniest moment of the whole 4 days took place – well for me at least. We were riding along in the morning coolness about 10km north of Esk, Matt about 30 m ahead of me, when we saw a road overpass ahead. There were a couple of Council workers shovelling excess gravel off the overpass. So there goes Matt, “scrape”, “smack”. Yep they shovelled gravel off the roadway all over Matt, a good gravel shower to wake him up. How’s that for being in the wrong place at the wrong time?
By the end of the second day we made it to Linville where we stumbled upon a brilliant free camping/caravan overnight area. Peter and Diane, a kind retired couple caravanning around Australia invited us over to their fire where they gifted us with hot tea, and we shared stories. Thankyou Peter and Diane for your hospitality! We were also gifted with a brilliant dark sky and the milky way stretched right across the sky. I love it.
By this stage, the end of day 2, I had planned to already be at the end of the trail in Yarraman but our progress was only 50km/day instead of 80km/day. We decided to make a big push for Yarraman on day 3 with our new technique…
One thing was clear, Matt was way more bike fit than me, so we decided that he should ride ahead of me and open every single gate, then I’d ride straight through, he’d close it, and pass me again. This technique helped us get up the range from Linville to Blackbutt in great time but it left me dead! I smashed a meat pie and coke and felt so much better!
We headed on towards Yarraman until a couple of kilometres down the trail we found it blocked off. It looked like it was temporarily shut until they got a chance to mow it, but there was no signpost explaining what was happening. After we had spent time trying to find a way around the fence, we realised the day was ticking away from us, and we both agreed to head back to the awesome Linville camping spot.
When we began riding from Linville on day 4 we planned to camp again that night, but as the day progressed we realised we were flying through the km’s. Somehow I managed to find my legs and we powered through to Esk by 1pm. It was quite weird actually, I think my body just got used to riding everyday and made overnight adjustments to cope. I loved it! So after a big day in the saddle, 8:30 to 5pm, we finished off the 100 odd km back to the car at Fernvale.
What got us there? Definitely the thought of a hot shower and pizza! Wow, I downed that deep pan pizza in 10 min flat!
So the big question is what do we take away from this ride?
- Highway riding with little road shoulder is best avoided. Especially when big trucks are rumbling passed. The highway section was the least enjoyable, so we’ll aim to ride as much off road trails as possible in New Zealand.
- Bikes performed superbly. My pannier rack fell off once because I forgot to tighten the bolts and Matt had one flat tyre. That’s it.
- I need to do some training!
- Matt needs some more spare clothes!