We’ve explored the spectacular Black Duck Creek valley several times. On this ANZAC Day holiday, we thought we’d invite a few more friends to explore it with us. So I was delighted when 46 eager Mountain Bikers turned up.
(Photo: Tony Ryan)
We met at a picnic ground at Junction View, south of Gatton.
There are numerous paths through these mountains. Aborigines used these pathways to cover large distances.
I was happy that today’s tyre-prints up the valley were probably following anicent footprints made thousands of years ago.
As we rolled back down this ancient hill, our minds were pulled back to the present by the deep throb of helicopters as they glided overhead.
It looked like these Blackhawks over Black Duck Creek were returning to Amberley Airbase after an early morning service at Warwick. We were just lucky enough to be in the middle.
The causeways were covered with a thin film of water. This made them dangerously slippery. A couple of riders fell and skidded across the road. Everyone else took it very slowly as they tried to make it over the slimy surface without falling over.
Cheerful signs and odd looking metal ducks on letterboxes reminded us of where we were headed, as we made our way up the valley.
There was no rush today. We enjoyed an easy climb for about 20 kilometres up the valley, soaking up the landscape.
We had to open several gates as the road passed through a number of different properties. I think one or two farmers were surprised to see so many people on bikes riding through their properties.
As we rode further up the valley the hills grew steeper and closed in on either side of the road…
An old Slab Hut marked the start of Glen Rock National Park. While some of us stopped here for a break, the rest of us pressed on a little further so that we could catch some views from a lookout on the top of the range.
“Come on! Take the photo! I can’t hold this bike over my head for much longer!”
Everyone made sure they had photographic proof they’d made it to the top
Some of us just sat on the grass and enjoyed relaxing together.
Some contemplated future adventures. (Some riders were camping that night, and riding further).
Others admired the great looking “Fat Bikes” that seem to be able to go anywhere.
We rode about 48 km in about 5 hours including breaks.
We climbed about 760 metres in ascent. I burned about 2,500 kcal.
Excluding the climb to the lookout I’d rate this ride 6.5 out of 10 on the tough-o-meter.
8 out of 10 if you’re keen enough to push your bike to the top of the range.
Thanks everyone for making this a wonderful day out on the bikes.
Thanks especially to Suzanne for being our support driver and making this a much easier day for everyone.
Let’s do another ride like this soon!