I am a bit late posting this, but I did participate in the Ride of Silence on the southern hemisphere date of 23 May. I had planned to take flowers to the site but didn’t plan ahead enough to make it happen. The local florist is still only doing phone orders and deliveries, so I was unable to source flowers on the day at the shop. My early foray into town also meant the grocery store did not have its flowers out yet. So no flowers, but I stopped and paid my respects before continuing on. No worries about silence. I can do 100 km rides in silence where I live!
I actually think about this cyclist, Jim Chant, and the injustice of his death often. I ride past this site many days each week on various rides. What makes it infuriating is that the cyclist was killed in good weather on a straight stretch of road with kilometre-long sight lines. There really was no excuse for the driver, other than inattention. However, the police blamed the victim because he was on the road instead of the adjoining bike path (there is no law that states you must ride the path). The driver was never charged. The cyclist was on a recumbent with skinny tyres participating in an Audax timed event. The bike path is quite bumpy from tree roots and not suitable for road bikes, plus you must give way at numerous roads and driveways. So that is why he would have been on the road. (If there was a road shoulder, I would ride the road, too, instead of the path because of its many heaved sections). There is a bit more about this in the link below.
The past two weekends we did get out for some day rides of varying lengths and found a field of dandelions for Suzanne in the grounds of the old primary school at East Lima.
You can read about the rides of the past couple weekends here: https://rambleoutyonder.org/2020/05/21/shifting-may-ride-2-remembering-jim/ and here: https://rambleoutyonder.org/2020/05/25/shifting-may-ride-3-gone-gravel/
This weekend I spent a beautiful Saturday cleaning up the front garden and pruning back the crepe myrtle and other bushes. Today and tomorrow will be consumed with coursework so that I may finally finish the unit that was due in April. Other than the OH&S unit, this unit on budgets and finance bores me the most. I shouldn’t struggle through the others quite so badly!
Beginning tomorrow, we can start going places overnight again. If weather allows an overnight ride at any point, I’ll jump on it, but nights below freezing are common this time of year. Combine that with a cold, wet ground this time of year, and I don’t do many overnights in June or July. All the Melbourne people who have been stuck in the city have booked out accommodation in the area, too, so I expect the roads to be super-busy for a while. (I also worry about all those city folks bringing the virus with them since we only had 2 cases up here, and that was back in early April. So I will continue to stay out of public places).
The good news this week is that I finally got an email from Air New Zealand giving me a credit for my flight to America in late August. They had been very quiet and making me nervous. I’ve heard lots of horror stories from other Aussies about getting money back on cancelled travel. Air New Zealand knew, I knew, everybody knew since at least late March that no Aussies or Kiwis would be flying to America in August… or probably any time in 2020.
Australians are currently banned from leaving the country under DO NOT TRAVEL orders, and it looks like international travel is probably out for the rest of the year (with the exception of a trans-Tasman travel bubble). None of the state borders have even reopened yet! Luckily NSW and VIC never closed that border, but all of the others are still closed.
So thank you Air New Zealand. I would have preferred a refund, but the credit means I just have to book by the end of June 2021 and fly within 12 months after that. Surely, America will stop being a basket case by then?! I can certainly say that I have no desire to sit in a tiny, enclosed space with 285 other people for 15 hours straight right now, particularly if that plane had come from the worst affected country before it arrived for my flight! I miss my parents tremendously, but I have no desire to fly anywhere for some time to come, particularly America.