As is always the case when you are enjoying yourself, the tick tock tick of time seems to simply fly by. As such my time here in Tasmania is up and it’s time to leave after a fantastic couple of weeks down here. It’s been a superb training block and chance to visit a new part of the world all rolled into the one. Really enjoyable.

We have had some cracker views on our rides out here – Joe has done is level best to give me as much of a ‘Tassie Tour by bike’ as was possible. Ta!

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My first week here in the deep down unda has flown by in what seems virtually a blur, but I’m not complaining as it’s been plenty of fun… hard work but fun work

I arrived in the capital of Tasmania – Hobart – on New Years Eve morning for my stay with my good friend Joe Gambles, and did my best to stay awake till the fireworks that night. Thankfully here in Australia they have a clever alternative – a ‘kids fireworks’ at 9.30. I managed that and then headed happily to bed for the first time in 2 days! 8 days later and I have sucessfully battled jetlag, gotten into the swing of training and also competed in my first race of the 2013 season. I’ve taken a few pictures along the way ….

On Sunday I raced the Bridport Olympic distance tri, which was a great little hit out to start the years racing. Joe has raced in this event many times over the years and I could see why. We swum in the beach above which was a real treat. I love racing in the sea and its been quite some time since I did. Racing in Australia, it seems almost mandatory that a race be down in the surf and this little local event didnt come up short in any way. Read on …

Once again i am writing apologies for such a long absence from my blogging. Sorry! I’ve been quite busy since I last wrote, and I will try to fire through those past 2 months or so with some pictures instead of many words. They do say a picture is worth a thousand words … and knowing me I could write a few thousand given half a chance!

Ironman Arizona on Nov18th didn’t go to plan unfortunately … good swim, good 2/3s of the bike and then, well … that was kinda that. - I walked/jogged (but never graduated to a run) for the first half marathon before deciding to pull the pin as it clearly wasn’t my day. I guess thats high perfomance sport; you win some you lose some. C’est la vie. Read on …