Stories and photos from a self supporting cyclist in China
Welcome to my site. This is where I will document my many cycling holidays in China, mostly self supporting with my trusty Surly LHT.
I will provide ideas, route information, exciting experiences and my love/passion for the wonderful country that is China.
Why Cycling in China
I was married in 1984, during our honeymoon in Hong Kong/Macau my wife and I am arranged to travel into China for a day long tour. Crossing the border at Macau, we were met by a bus driver, a tour guide and a government official who noted all of our possessions, watches, cameras etc to ensure we had them at the end of the day. We toured an outdoor wet market,
a kindergarten where the children performed a dance for us and we noticed their day beds had blocks of wood for pillows,
we drove past so many farmers, peasants and as the guide said, workers who were happy to work hard with primitive hand tools on the road side. Lunch was in a restaurant in the VIP room, we were not allowed to mix with the locals and finally a tour of Sun Yat-sen’s birthplace, in the village of Cuiheng, Xiangshan County (now Zhongshan City), Guangdong.
We have a strong memory of the sparse souvenir shop with surly serving staff at Sun Yat-sen’s house, it was very poorly stocked except for two things, we could buy coca cola and beautiful fish paintings by Woo Woon Leung.
We both loved our trip to Hong Kong, Macau and China. We found so much beautiful art, china, furniture, architecture, markets, culture, history, the list went on and on, but we had to wait 25 years to return due to having children, buying a house, life.
On our 25th wedding anniversary, 2009, we retraced our steps but this time it was soooo different. We caught a train from Hong Kong and travelled independently to Guangzhou, we caught taxis, subway trains and stayed at the White Swan hotel on Shamian island, Guangzhou. This trip was dramatically different to 1984, the progress and vibrancy of China was incredible. We had a few language problems but we fell in love with China again.
2009 was a turning point in our life, we moved out of our family home in the outer suburbs of Melbourne, we had a city change, downsized and moved much closer to the city. Our lovely new neighbour owned a Mandarin language school, running classes after work near my work place. It seemed I had an obvious/pre ordained decision to start learning Mandarin and have been learning formally and informally off and on since.
Apart from my family and China my other great passion is cycling. One of the selling points of our city change is that I can cycle to work everyday. Once I started Mandarin lessons I thought a great learning tool would be to wander or cycle into the chinese countryside away from all english speakers and immerse myself by navigating, finding places to eat, ancient towns to visit and accommodation. Based on the traffic I had seen in Guangzhou, my lack of knowledge on how to start this sort of adventure and fears, this idea remained a far off dream for a number of years.
I kept up my studies for a number of years and in 2012 I read an article about a private language school in Beijing Live the language. This school was given rave reviews and offered short courses with homestay accommodation as an option. I took the plunge and booked a weeks one on one intensive Mandarin language training, a homestay with a Beijing family and a second week for sightseeing with my wife in April 2013. Little did I know the impact on my life this trip would make.
On the first morning of on my langugage course, my host showed me the bus and walking route to the door of the language school. The school is located in the CBD of Beijing about 5km away from my homestay in a fairly direct line. The buses were packed and not the most pleasent way to travel.
I discoverd during my first day of lessons, the school provided free use of a bicycle. The bicycle was way too small, very old and basically the brakes were non functioning. I jumped at the chance to use the bicycle much to the schools horror I think.
Beijing is a dead flat city so the lack of brakes was not a problem and I managed to navigate my way back to the homestay and avoid the crazy Beijing traffic. There are wide bicycle paths but they are full of people walking, scotters and bicycles going the wrong way.
When my surprised host spotted the bicycle, and they realised I was willing and able to cycle around the city, they suggested I get up at 6am to ride with my host to a nearby park where he gave taichi lessons every morning. My couse started at 9am, so I readily agreed.
We headed out on a clear crisp morning and starting riding what I thought would be a short ride. 30 minutes later after riding past the landmark underpants building I had a different view. During my home stay week, I rode to three different major parks all over central Beijing, including the Temple of Heaven, and a beautiful park in the embassy district. I then had to navigate to my course from where ever my host had taken me that morning. The traffic was crazy crazy busy but had a non agressive flow to it, and I found it absolutely thrilling.
I found I needed a bit of bike maintenance one morning, I easily found a street side bicycle repairer who tighten up the problem after a quick twisting hand gesture and pointing.
I went on to do much more Beijing cycling after I discovered the first Beijing vintage (like a British tweed) ride was being held on my free day, Saturday, waiting for my wife to arrive. This ride was marvelous, a hundred or more locals and expats dressed to the nines in old fashion clothes and on all sorts of beautiful old bikes. We rode from the olympic stadiam to the arts district, 798, where we had a party and fashion show.
This trip changed my life as I immediately realised I was capable of cycling, getting repairs, navigating and immensely enjoy cycling in China. My language was good enough, no need to delay or wait, so I booked up my first unsupported bicycle ride in China, two weeks starting from Hangzhou, for the following year, 2014, starting in October after the Chinese national holiday rush.
My wife and I live in the beautiful inner suburb of Brunswick, Melbourne, Australia. In 2009 we made a city change from the green and clean but slightly boring outer suburb of Croydon.
We bought our house in Brunswick in 2011 and have slowly been making it more sustainable with solar panels, three water tanks, veggie gardens front and back, compost heaps and chickens for fresh eggs and as a final treatment for our compost.
We both work locally and I have the luxury/privilege of being able to cycle to work every day, rain hail or shine. This is great exercise, non polluting, cheap and a fast way of getting to work reliably. I don’t understand why more people do not choose to do the same.
We have two wonderful children who we are very proud of . I love my family, bicycles, technology, rice, fish, growing vegetables, walking my dog, going to China to cycle and speak rubbish Mandarin.
Ok not sure about this post but here goes. My China adventure has taken a strange twist, I was not giving out all information yesterday about why I jumped on a train instead of riding as planned, the main reason was the lovely lady, Annie, below who I had met briefly in Xin Ye Ancient …
Ok, I am sort of admitting defeat in one way, the heat, smog, the number of kilometres has ground me down a bit. But this has just opened up another door in my adventure. I am on a slow, no air conditioning, packed, local train, I am jumping a couple of cities and will have …
It was Saturday morning, my friendly local guide, Fang Yu Long, had offered to show me around town after breakfast. My plan was to then set out after lunch to see if I could find another ancient town in the afternoon. Spending the early morning wandering around the ancient village was magical, the morning colours, …