The streets are full of lashing greens of many shades and the sky is darker with imminent rain than the road beneath the overarching trees. Grey bitumen, grey sky, frenzied greens. At mid-afternoon it seems closer to night than day. And why do these suburban cataclysms exhilarate and sooth the lone rider? Because he believes […]
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Cloud Wall
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At Maroubra I sat on my bike and gazed out to sea. A wall of blue-black cloud had begun to rise from the horizon. It would slide up the sky, its leading edge quite straight, and then begin to arch over high above, due to the curvature of the earth. By then the rain would […]