My Manly Bike Tour

Yesterday Marc, Sander and I rode our bikes to Manly. I was told before that the North Sydney area and Manly would be really beautiful and all that turned out to be true. After we had some trouble to get started (I wished Marc had a mobile phone) we had to do an unplanned stop on (yeah, on) the Harbour Bridge: a flat tire on Marc's racing bike. But this was quickly fixed and soon after that we found ourselves riding up and down the steep hills in the expensive neighbourhoods. I am pretty sure we didn't find a shortcut, but after little more than an hour we arrived in Manly. Still I don't get why everybody was shaking his head when we came up with that trip idea ... it wasn't too hard or long.
Manly beach isn't as crowed and occupied by tourists as Bondi or Cogee, there are some velley ball fields and (at least yesterday) neither a good surf nor a lot of surfers trying to find waves. So we went swimming twice and played frisbee in the sand. I love diving for to do the hard catches... Marc spent quite a while digging a really good whole but still didn't reach ground water. We should have placed a bet on that. Sander and I buried him in the very same whole afterwards and took some of the traditional pictures.
We didn't go back by bike but took the ferry from Manly to Circular Quay. It's true that you get some got shots from the front deck, although the sun was allready setting behind the city (or because of that?) See yourself.



It was my first real left riding day and I got used to it within the first 10mins. It's not as dangerous as I expected and despite the fact that people keep telling me that riding a bike in Sydney was an adventure, I feel that the cars show the same respect as in Germany. In addition to that it's obvious that within the city and on the big streets you can ride a lot faster than drive a car