Today we went in search of the new Bee Gees statue at Redcliffe. My friend Kay got to interview Barry and cover the story for a local newspaper. Here’s her blog.
It’s more like a shrine than anything. It is massive and there were dozens of people there looking at it.
But before all that we had to get there and we started at 8 at Lifecycles. It was a hot day, but luckily didn’t feel too bad out near the water where we spent much of the day.
This is Ryan just near the old Cribb Island Road — where the Bee Gees grew up. The bikeway here actually runs for a tiny bit on what was the old road.
Cribb Island was compulsorily acquired through the 70s and the land was transformed into land for a runway for the Brisbane Airport. There’s no actual “island” anymore. You can see what it looked like from this picture of an old refidex I found on the net:
Then it was through Boondall Wetlands — and the path was underwater in quite a few sections. And Tom reminded me this was where I had a crash last year.
Just after I took this photo this roadie with a horrible grimace of determination on his face charged through like he was racing for some Strava-record, kicking up all this wash over us in the process. “Thanks,” I said.
After a coffee and some snacks at Bee Gee-crazy Redcliffe we turned around.
102kms, 33 degrees max temp and 27km average.