A Visit To My Therapist
Last century I worked at a place at the northern end of the Queensland Gold Coast. It was a 140 km (85 mile) round trip from my home on the south side of Brisbane, and consisted of about 15 minutes worth of suburban back streets and 35 minutes on a straight, boring, piece of highway with a 100 km/h (60 mph) speed limit.
The upshot of working at that place, was that I usually knocked off at 14:00 on a Friday, which allowed me to visit my therapist on the way home.
I was thinking about this the other day, and on a whim I asked the “Pillion-In-A-Million” (Not to be confused with “My Pillion”) if she would like to join me on a trip to see my therapist. She gave me a funny look, but as I had told her I was taking the bike and we could stop for a coffee on the way home she agreed to come along for the ride.
I guess I should have told her that my “therapist” was a 350km (220 mile) round trip that would take in the Gold Coast Hinterland and some of its more challenging roads. Roads that are steep, rough in places, and have hair-pin turns with no guard railing to catch you if you stuff up.
As with all challenging roads, there are scenic lookouts and places of interest along the way. One of these places is The Natural Arch, a place I knew was on the Pillion-In-A-Million’s bucket list.
I’ll let the photos tell the story…