Here is a link to the latest walk I have published on VictoriaWalks walkingmaps https://walkingmaps.com.au/walk/5485
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Strathbogie Cycling: Avenel – Mangalore Aerodrome Loop
This can be a fast, flat road ride or a comfy cruise. The cropping and grazing plains surrounding Avenel are backdropped by the Strathbogie Tablelands. The township itself is worth taking your time to investigate for its many historic features and amenities. There is an excellent Avenel Heritage Walk (see link below).
Hub & Spoke Cycling Route Route Name: Avenel: Mangalore Aerodrome Loop Mode: Road cycling (or any other mode) Start / Finish locations: Avenel Railway Station Difficulty: Easy Distance: 23km Elevation: 136 – 155mm Topography: Flat Surfaces: Bitumen (smooth) Description & Features: A loop out west past Mangalore aerodrome then back through this historic town ship • River Red Gum agricultural plains country for cropping, grazing and horse studs. • The route skirts Kestrel Helicopter Emergency Services and Mangalore Aerodrome. • Runs parallel to Goulburn Valley Freeway for a short distance. • Transits the historic Avenel Township. Riding conditions: The terrain is flat and exposed. Options: Clockwise or anti clockwise Amenities (Avenel) Car parking BBQ Fuel Shops Seating Parkland Playground Picnic tables Public toilets Potable water Accommodation Historic features Sports Reserves Swimming Pool Railway station Cautions: Snakes may be active Mobile reception may be unreliable Carry food, water, First Aid, be SunSmart Be equipped for self-reliant riding Anticlockwise Cues: Start Avenel-Nagambie Rd at Avenel Railway Station Left Doherty St Left Aerodrome Rd Straight Hughes St Left Old Hume Hwy (Henry St) Left Livingstone St Left Watson St Right Shelton St Left Jubilee Crescent Right Queen St Left Avenel-Nagambie Rd Avenel Railway Station Strathbogie cycling #strathbogiecycling Strathbogie photography #strathbogiephotography VictoriaWalks Avenel Heritage Walk: https://walkingmaps.com.au/walk/4516
Dark, black night, cold, white frost, warm, golden sunshine
The cold can bite you here. It is sharp and crisp and penetrating. In the dark of a cloudless, moonless, star bright landscape, in the nocturnal brilliance of moonlit contrasts, in the shelter of a blackened room, it stabs through the bedclothes. It targets your knees or a hip, whichever joint is most elevated and least supplied with a warming blood supply. It ices your brain.
Then the morning comes. The frozen grass cracks under your feet. The birdbaths are glazed and crazed and the world is a wonderland of white light, of reflective crystals. It’s all worth it.
Then comes the sun. Gently rising over the tree lined eastern horizon, shafts start breaking through the cold barrier in scattered beams of raw illumination. Light sprays jump from each hoary crystal bed they touch. But just as quickly, just as they commence their flashy dance, they are replaced by translucent droplets, silvery and clear, mirroring the world around them in fresh formed globules like polished convex glass.
Then the rich, thermal bath of undiluted yellow sunshine begins. It bathes our world in a warming golden glow, washing from our memory the cold that was snapping at our heels such a short time ago. We revel in it. We revere it. We relish the transition from the sharp edged winter’s night to the slow, melting, immersive onset of another glorious North East Victorian winter’s day.