Monday 23 February 2015

Evandale Fair and Penny Farthing Races

For the past 33 years the National Penny Farthing Championships have been held in Evandale, a small, historic town in northern Tasmania. The village holds its annual fair to coincide with the championships so it's quite a festive day.

We thought it would be a nice idea to head up for a couple of nights and stay at the nearby town of Longford. As I'm still laid up with my Achilles tendon rupture the races seemed like a nice diversion. Di would also be able to enjoy a bike ride in the area, which has a network of lovely back roads ideal for cycling. We managed to find a lovely spot right on the river on the Friday afternoon when we arrived...


The next morning Di headed off for her ride nice and early, then we made our way to Evandale. We arrived just in time to see the start of one of the novelty events, the unicycle race. Here's a photo of most of the competitors at the start line ...


Just as the gun was about to go off, a fellow rode up to the line on his extended unicycle ...


... which caused an unfortunate tangle with the guy in the blue helmet directly in front. The upshot was that the Man In Black came a cropper, but bounced right back up again. The guy with the blue helmet then gave the Man In Black his unicycle ...


Despite having to make up a considerable amount of ground, the Man In Black showed  his class by winning comfortably. A very interesting start to our day at the races.

As mentioned earlier, the Village Fair is held in conjunction with the Penny Farthing Championships. At the entrance to the fair were a couple of musicians dressed in period costume entertaining passers-by ...


The lady on the right is the pianist, accompanied on the washboard by her companion. I thought it would be fun to get a little video of them playing ...


Yes, that was the race caller you could hear in the background.

The fair was quite small, but we did come across a stall run by a photographer by the name of Bruce Bain. We loved some of his bird photographs - especially of the Superb Fairy Wrens, and came away with a triptych that we're going to hang above Di's piano.

Back to the main street of town where the races were happening lots of people had taken up position across from the Start/Finish line in the shade of the old Clarendon Hotel ...


There were people about the town riding lots of different kinds of bikes, including these two Bike Fridays set up for touring ...


At the other end of the course lady and her son were tootling around in recumbent tricycles between races ...


Penny Farthing competitors randomly pedalled around town between races ...



During the middle of the day we made our way back to the car, which was conveniently parked in the shade, as my foot was getting a bit hot and bothered in the moon boot but got back in time for the two main races, the finals of the Ladies and Mens Australian Championships. Both races feature the last eight riders remaining after a series of heats.

Here's the start of of the Ladies race ...


... and the winner coming up to the finish line with her fellow competitors scattered in her wake ...


For the mens final we made our way to the last corner, a very tight bend where a Scottish Pipe Band was playing when we arrived ...


The mens race was an absolute ripper, with the lead changing several times. Here is a little video of the leaders approaching the final corner on the penultimate lap ...


The next time around, the leader had rather too much speed on for the tight line he tried to take around the corner and went cartwheeling over the hay bales on the other side! Luckily, he emerged unscathed and remounted his iron steed to cross the finish line.

All in all a very enjoyable day out, which we look forward to repeating with some mainland friends who will be visiting the state next year. I wonder if we'll see this colourful and leggy creature the next time we're in town ...



All the best until next time ...

Tuesday 10 February 2015

Rockin' On ...

Finally, 51 days after the accident and six weeks after the operation to repair my ruptured Achilles tendon the cast came off.  Here's what my scar after surgery - and following a bath and a lot of scrubbing to remove dead, flaky skin! - looks like ...

Achilles surgical scar

I've now got a CAM (Controlled Ankle Movement) boot which allows me to put weight on that foot again and walk around, albeit in a pretty awkward fashion. Here's what the boot looks like ...

CAM boot
I've been doing a bit of research and it appears that there are two schools of thought in terms of rehab after Achilles tendon surgery. The treatment employed in my case (six weeks in a cast with no weight bearing, followed by six weeks in a CAM walker with plantar flexion periodically increased during that time) is the more conservative of the two. The other school of thought is to get the patient into a CAM walker much earlier - sometimes directly after surgery - to minimise loss of muscle tone in the lower leg and loss of mobility in the ankle. Here's hoping that my rehab will not be overly slowed by having had a more conservative approach with my therapy.

Anyway, it's great to be more mobile again. On Sunday, a few days after the boot went on, Di and I headed down to the Australian Wooden Festival for a look around. The weather has been brilliant for almost a week now so it was a very pleasant outing, although I was a bit sore after my first real foray out in the boot. The sole of the boot has a rocker sole and progress is made not with a normal gait but with a kind of rocking motion on the affected leg, hence the title of this post.

Today is another gorgeous day, so after a visit to Tas Caffé to replenish our coffee supplies we went for a stroll (Di strolled, I rocked) along the Derwent River in Glenorchy, near MONA. We would have gone a little further than our 25 minutes took us, but the end of the walkway was out of bounds due to a "highly sensitive" photoshoot that was taking place. As it turned out, that was probably enough at this stage anyway.

Here's a view looking back towards the Derwent Entertainment Centre with Mt Wellington in the background ...

The DEC with Mt Wellington behind
Looking up at the mountain like that makes me long to be up there hiking and climbing. Life is moving along pretty slowly at the moment but I am looking forward to gradually getting more active. Cheers for now ...