On new year's eve I was fortunate enough to have the good company of three friends to go see the fireworks from a hill. Cycling on the Koonung Trail to Yarra Bend near Chandler Highway, we enjoyed a fairly clear run through the darkness, with the eerie rustling of the trees on the sides of the path. I hadn't bothered setting up serious lights so I had two compromise set-ups. A Cree XR-E on a bit of aluminium and boost converter. The boost converter was running pretty warm. A Seoul Z-power also on a bit of aluminium but a buck converter from 4 AA cells cable-tied to the bottle holder. I had lost my converted to Cree XM-L torch holder as it was on my cheap Big W road bike that was pinched on that same night.
There were only two encounters on the path. One was a group of young people dressed mostly in white and with glowsticks. They bid us a happy new year as we passed them near Balwyn. The other was a young couple hiding out from their house party by sitting on a dark part of the path. After not seeing what they were getting up to, but getting awfully close to colliding, we exchanged new year greetings and that was that.
As we left the hill, a lady further up ahead threw her cigarette into the scrub. Parking also looked impossible there. Indeed, it was difficult to find a good standing spot.
There were only two encounters on the path. One was a group of young people dressed mostly in white and with glowsticks. They bid us a happy new year as we passed them near Balwyn. The other was a young couple hiding out from their house party by sitting on a dark part of the path. After not seeing what they were getting up to, but getting awfully close to colliding, we exchanged new year greetings and that was that.
As we left the hill, a lady further up ahead threw her cigarette into the scrub. Parking also looked impossible there. Indeed, it was difficult to find a good standing spot.