<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4443771651768865492</id><updated>2011-04-22T06:18:56.967+10:00</updated><title type='text'>cycling4africa</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cycling4africa.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443771651768865492/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cycling4africa.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>cycle4africa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17142806750026514880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>35</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4443771651768865492.post-5370095261125016233</id><published>2009-01-12T20:19:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T20:23:38.554+11:00</updated><title type='text'>CONTACTING DAVID</title><content type='html'>If you are having problems contacting David via the blog's email, please contact him on &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;cycle4africa@gmail.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4443771651768865492-5370095261125016233?l=cycling4africa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443771651768865492/posts/default/5370095261125016233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443771651768865492/posts/default/5370095261125016233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cycling4africa.blogspot.com/2009/01/contacting-david.html' title='CONTACTING DAVID'/><author><name>cycle4africa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17142806750026514880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4443771651768865492.post-7402102249356699405</id><published>2009-01-07T18:39:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T20:02:22.283+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome back David.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PLgBE1gG2Ic/SWRvZ_uu3TI/AAAAAAAAAM8/uNkYJtZoztQ/s1600-h/IMG_2332.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 174px; height: 131px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PLgBE1gG2Ic/SWRvZ_uu3TI/AAAAAAAAAM8/uNkYJtZoztQ/s200/IMG_2332.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288474354834660658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David finally arrived at Federation Square around 12.00 am.today the 7th Jan.   He looked tanned, trim and terrific.  He was glad the cracked rim didn't decide to crack it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLgBE1gG2Ic/SWRtKcRfCNI/AAAAAAAAAMc/EHuktoPNtJY/s1600-h/IMG_2342.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 188px; height: 141px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLgBE1gG2Ic/SWRtKcRfCNI/AAAAAAAAAMc/EHuktoPNtJY/s200/IMG_2342.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288471888595454162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon his arrival a family of cyclists (Richard, Jackie, Katie, David and Andrew) decided to join us for the photo shoot with the Deputy Lord Mayor Susan Riley, and her secretary June.  They were most impressed with David's achievements and the Deputy Lord Mayor encouraged David to continue to with his pursuit for the cause the cycling4africa has promoted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLgBE1gG2Ic/SWRuLt2aGCI/AAAAAAAAAM0/hTtAE9qw9Vc/s1600-h/IMG_2341.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 191px; height: 144px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLgBE1gG2Ic/SWRuLt2aGCI/AAAAAAAAAM0/hTtAE9qw9Vc/s200/IMG_2341.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288473010005219362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before heading for home though, David had one more ride in mind, a quick trip to ABC Melbourne Radio to organise an interview in the near future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David then continued on his journey home.  No he didn't take the train, as I did, he continued to cycle to the Salvation Army Church in Altona.  The Hobson's Bay Mayor, Peter Hemphill, the journo and photographers for 'The Star' and 'The Laverton - Altona Mail' local papers, family, his church family and friends were going to be waiting for him.  This inspired some much needed motivation as his weary body continued on with his journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David arrived at 3minutes to 3.00pm at the Altona Salvation Army Church.  The Mayor Peter Hemphill was the first person to welcome his return.  After excusing himself to the Mayor for a moment, he acknowledged everyone's presence with either a hug or a handshake. It was very moving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David then continued his talk with the Mayor of Hobson's Bay, thanked him for his support and private donation,  and dicussed his passion and future plans. He was very sup&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PLgBE1gG2Ic/SWRtLEYlynI/AAAAAAAAAMs/KgYbXDiGKFM/s1600-h/IMG_2348.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 220px; height: 165px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PLgBE1gG2Ic/SWRtLEYlynI/AAAAAAAAAMs/KgYbXDiGKFM/s200/IMG_2348.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288471899362675314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;portive of David's plans and wished him well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The local paper 'The Star' journo, Kate, did an interview with David and the photographer took some shots.  Darren from  'The Laverton - Altona Mail' also made time take some photos and speak with David.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a short chat with his family, church family and friends David had one desire, to reach home safe and have a shower.  He will be sleeping in La La land tonight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4443771651768865492-7402102249356699405?l=cycling4africa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443771651768865492/posts/default/7402102249356699405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443771651768865492/posts/default/7402102249356699405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cycling4africa.blogspot.com/2009/01/welcome-back-david.html' title='Welcome back David.'/><author><name>cycle4africa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17142806750026514880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PLgBE1gG2Ic/SWRvZ_uu3TI/AAAAAAAAAM8/uNkYJtZoztQ/s72-c/IMG_2332.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4443771651768865492.post-4404522456444875413</id><published>2009-01-05T23:16:00.006+11:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T22:51:00.071+11:00</updated><title type='text'>David's last stretch- He arrives home TODAY!!!!</title><content type='html'>After cycling to Canberra to highlight the need for the developed world to maintain their International Development Assistance in light of the global economic crisis AND raise money for the Kazambe baby Orphanage (Zambia), David will be arriving back home at&lt;br /&gt;FEDERATION SQUARE on &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wednesday 7th January&lt;/span&gt; at 12.oo pm&lt;/span&gt; AND&lt;br /&gt;ALTONA (Salvation Army) Corner of Queen Street and Bent Street at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3.00 pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is an open invitation,  please join us in welcoming him back and recognising his enormous effort and achievements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for your support throughout this journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4443771651768865492-4404522456444875413?l=cycling4africa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443771651768865492/posts/default/4404522456444875413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443771651768865492/posts/default/4404522456444875413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cycling4africa.blogspot.com/2009/01/davids-home-run-3-days-to-go_05.html' title='David&apos;s last stretch- He arrives home TODAY!!!!'/><author><name>cycle4africa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17142806750026514880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4443771651768865492.post-2241702555343985740</id><published>2009-01-05T22:48:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T23:24:46.147+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Both in need of REPAIRS!!!!</title><content type='html'>David and the bike are struggling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David found his current surroundings at the Caravan Park he was staying in a little depressing. He couldn't pinpoint exactly why except there wasn't much trees surrounding it and it just didn't feel good to stay there.  On Sunday morning of the 4th Jan, he went looking around for another place to stay.  He came across the Tandara Caravan Park.  The husband and wife team were very generous.  They really connected with David's passion for cycling4africa and gave him an area with his own toilet facilities.  These people really admired what David stood for.  They said "Some people talk and do nothing, but you did something about it".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later on, David started his cycle to keep his appointment with the Morely church community.  Unfortunately he never got there.  His bike suffered a puncture for the second time.  He not only suffered a puncture, but upon inspection found that his back rim was cracked.  He spent 3/4 of the day doing maintenance on the bike.  At one stage he needed some kerosine to clean the chain and couldn't find any.  A gentleman by the name of Max came to his rescue, he offered him a bucket kero with a paintbrush in tow.  How is that for generosity?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Monday 5th Jan,  God provided David with some more blessings.  He found a bike shop called Mallard Cycles who donated part of the tyre for the back wheel.  Also the Newspower Newsagency in Morwell donated some credit for his phone for the second time.  They had donated a phone card to David on his way to Canberra.  God is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets hope David will be in better condition than his bike when he gets home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David has said to me "he likes to roll with the wheels, not the punches".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4443771651768865492-2241702555343985740?l=cycling4africa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443771651768865492/posts/default/2241702555343985740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443771651768865492/posts/default/2241702555343985740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cycling4africa.blogspot.com/2009/01/both-in-need-of-repairs.html' title='Both in need of REPAIRS!!!!'/><author><name>cycle4africa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17142806750026514880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4443771651768865492.post-7222573994596761716</id><published>2009-01-03T14:42:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T09:27:53.742+11:00</updated><title type='text'>A quick cycle from Rosedale to Morwell.</title><content type='html'>David left Sale on 2nd Jan around lunchtime. He arrived in Rosedale at 8.30pm, some 30 klms from Morwell.   He met a man called Royce who was a laundry mat owner.  He felt sorry for David and offered him a cuppa. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He set up camp on the side of the road.  He told me it was a cold night and the mosquitos were feasting on him. He was going to make an early start to get to Morwell so he can rest up when he gets there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the morning of the 3rd Jan, David arrived in Morwell on one wheel and a prayer.  Along the way a lonely nail decided to connect with the back wheel of David's bike.  It messed up the back wheel and David had to stop for a while and fix before he continued on to Morwell. He will be staying at Morwell at least until Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David will be speaking at the Assembly of God church on Sunday to the faith community.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has an appointment on Monday with ABC radio station in Morwell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4443771651768865492-7222573994596761716?l=cycling4africa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443771651768865492/posts/default/7222573994596761716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443771651768865492/posts/default/7222573994596761716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cycling4africa.blogspot.com/2009/01/david-left-sale-on-2nd-jan-around.html' title='A quick cycle from Rosedale to Morwell.'/><author><name>cycle4africa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17142806750026514880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4443771651768865492.post-1948523062460479742</id><published>2009-01-01T23:54:00.014+11:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T08:57:11.560+11:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year in SALE.</title><content type='html'>It seems David's journey back is going to be a little more hasty than his departure.  With fewer appointments on the way back, David could be home pretty soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He left from Cann River on the 29th Dec and arrived in Bairnsdale on the 31st. As he got into Bairnsdale it was late, and by this time his body started shaking, warning him to rest up and eat. His first effort was to get some chocolate into him to give him a bit of a boost.  He knocked on Colin's door (whom he met on the way to Canberra via the Salavation Army) who offered him a bungalow with a comfortable double bed in it. David's prayers were answered, he didn't have the energy to set up camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David didn't have any pending appointments in Bairnsdale, so he settled overnight for a great rest and continued on his journey, leaving in the morning for Sale.  He had an appointment with Life FM in Sale in the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On New Year's day David arrived at Sale in the evening.  He had quite a battle cycling against the wind. His cycling slowed down to 6 klms an hour as he rode over the challenging terrain while fighting a head wind.  He managed to cycle 76 klms all up that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After another hard cycle, David needed to find accommodation, and as McDonalds was the closest port of call, he thought he'd ask the locals for some information.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As he entered McDonalds, the natives were fascinated.  They were more interested in his bike, gear and his mission, then they were about answering his questions. As he started to explain his cycling4africa journey, he quickly forgot about his weary and hungry condition, and his passion quickly took over as he became vibrant again talking about raising awareness for poverty in the third world countries. His loud and animated self came out and most of the people at McDonalds were listening in. The next thing he knew everyone was bombarding him with all these questions about his journey. And the human spirit came out of these people. Some donated money, others bought him coffee and food. He was in his element.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PLgBE1gG2Ic/SWEwCjkz8II/AAAAAAAAAKk/2ZCLowQqB80/s1600-h/-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PLgBE1gG2Ic/SWEwCjkz8II/AAAAAAAAAKk/2ZCLowQqB80/s200/-3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287560257977184386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That afternoon, he missed his appointment with Life FM. Liam (from Life FM) advised him to do the interview the next day as he was sounding unwell and incoherent.  David had the interview on Life FM the following morning, followed by another  appointment with the ABC radio station in Sale.  Gerard (the manager) interviewed him himself as most staff was on their Christmas break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During our phone conversation that evening it was quite apparent that David was very exhausted.  He tone of voice, which is usually loud and vibrant, was quiet and sombre. He told me was feeling down and emotionally drained.  He needed to rest up. He started looking for some cheap accommodation as he was too tired to set up camp.  He wondered off to the local Pub for accommodation.   He said he would have stayed another day at Sale had the manager at the pub not knocked him back for a free night's accommodation.  If you know David you would understand why he felt a little shocked when he got a knock back.&lt;br /&gt;It just didn't happen often!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also Peter (the person he stayed with at Christmas) rang to see how David was going and had told him he was going to see if "Morning with Kerri-Anne" on Channel 9 would be interested in interviewing a person with a worthwhile cause. Wouldn't that be great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We need all the help we can get to raise awareness and funds for this project. Thank-you all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4443771651768865492-1948523062460479742?l=cycling4africa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443771651768865492/posts/default/1948523062460479742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443771651768865492/posts/default/1948523062460479742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cycling4africa.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-year-in-sale.html' title='New Year in SALE.'/><author><name>cycle4africa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17142806750026514880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PLgBE1gG2Ic/SWEwCjkz8II/AAAAAAAAAKk/2ZCLowQqB80/s72-c/-3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4443771651768865492.post-5119772991955315</id><published>2008-12-30T13:17:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T13:40:15.765+11:00</updated><title type='text'>From Eden to Cann River.</title><content type='html'>David is currently cycling from Eden to Cann River.  The ride is hard and the terrain unrelenting. The phone calls have been short and few due to reception and power availability.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At one stage he ran out of water and was collecting some from the plants and a gadget he made up. He was in the middle of nowhere.  He was hoping to reach  Cann River by Monday 29th Dec. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Tuesday he hoped to cycle all day to reach Bairnsdale, where he can rest up for a few days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4443771651768865492-5119772991955315?l=cycling4africa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443771651768865492/posts/default/5119772991955315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443771651768865492/posts/default/5119772991955315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cycling4africa.blogspot.com/2008/12/from-eden-to-cann-river.html' title='From Eden to Cann River.'/><author><name>cycle4africa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17142806750026514880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4443771651768865492.post-4448266833689483374</id><published>2008-12-30T12:55:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T13:36:05.739+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas at Bega</title><content type='html'>Since leaving Canberra, David has spent some nights sleeping in unusual surroundings.  Nothing is daunting for him.  For safety reasons he has had to sleep surrounded by rubbish bins (skips) in an alley way in one of the towns, AND  get this, he also slept at a local cemetary!!  I can only say I was relieved to hear from him the next morning to make sure he was safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David arrived in Bega and spent a few days over Christmas camping at a local's backyard.  Peter alllowed him the use of his property for as long as he needed.  He spent the nights in his tents on a 30 degree incline and has told me he spent most of the nights slowly slipping down to one end of the tent then climbing his way back up to find his pillow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although the nights were not as comfortable as he hoped the experience of sharing a few days with a person in need not only allowed David to have some respite, but also to minister to a gentle man who needed his company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has also buckled his back wheel along the way and was hoping to find a bike shop to fix it. However due to the holiday season, this didn't happen and on Monday 28th Dec, he left Bega to cycle on to his next destination with a buckled wheel in tow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the morning of his departure, just before he left from Bega, David rang me to let me know how beautiful the scenery was from where he was standing. As he said goodbye he began to mumble to himself.  He informed me that as he was talking to me, a group of cockatoos flew over him and showed him with their blessings.  He was not only wet from the ordeal but also covered in .. you guessed it.  We both had a great laugh together.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4443771651768865492-4448266833689483374?l=cycling4africa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443771651768865492/posts/default/4448266833689483374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443771651768865492/posts/default/4448266833689483374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cycling4africa.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-at-bega.html' title='Christmas at Bega'/><author><name>cycle4africa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17142806750026514880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4443771651768865492.post-8035682443901681135</id><published>2008-12-24T11:09:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T17:12:30.793+11:00</updated><title type='text'>While the Journey Continues, Christmas Offers Hope.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I am currently in Bega and have just spoken to ABC South East and, about to talk to Peter Diskon (2EC Radio).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;My message hasn't changed. "I am hoping to raise $20,000 for an orphanage in Zambia in response to 800,000 orphans as a result of the HIV/AIDS pandemic and, to highlight the need for the developed world (including Australia), to maintain their International Development Aid in light of the global economic crisis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With every radio interview, my delivery about the JOURNEY is more passionate, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;focused &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and relaxed. In other words, I am enjoying the experience - initially it was quit nerve wrecking. I have asked Jennifer (ABC South East) to send an MP3 recording of the interview – I believe it encapsulates what the Journey is all about. (As soon as Josephine receives a copy it will appear on the Blog - look for it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rather than community radio, I much prefer public radio. The simple reason, I can be political - after all, poverty is a political issue, it is about &lt;i style=""&gt;haves and the have nots&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trip from Batesman Bay to Cobargo was a torturous journey. I felt challenged both spiritually, physically and mentally - it was a fight with self every klm of the way. However, there was some relief in Cobargo – I was totally exhausted and close to breaking down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I met a wonderful couple (Edward &amp;amp; Alice: &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Art&lt;/st1:placename&gt; &lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Gallery&lt;/st1:placename&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;) who were generous with their hospitality. Again in Cobargo, Helen (Working Wood) was equally hospitable and furnished me with the information needed to connect with the relevant media (she was well connected. So if you guys are reading this, a &lt;i style=""&gt;Big Thank-you for your support)&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Did I mention my encounter with this beautiful person in Orbost. I believe he has a timely message for the developed world at this time. As I was sharing the Cycling4africa Journey he dug deep into his pocket and pulled out his last $3.00 and gave me one. In view of the fact he was doing it rough and carrying his belongings on his back, he gave from the little he had. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;He exemplifies the heart the world needs badly for change to begin and justice to find its mark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So where is the lesson for the developed world in this experience? In the absence of a heart (a big and tenacious heart) the political will required losses momentum and instead engages in lip service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poverty deserves judgment, and justice must fall like rain and bring relief to the most vulnerable and the weak. '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;Words ring hollow unless they conclude with action and fermented in justice'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I often hear from people I meet (in response to my journey): &lt;i style=""&gt;"charity begins at home."&lt;/i&gt; The problem with such a convenient response is just that, it is far too convenient. It lets us (the developed world) of the hook and denies us the opportunity to find a collective solution to a problem that demands a global response because the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;'common good belongs to common humanity'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charity can only start at home when there is a home for charity to begin. In the Sub Saharan Countries there is no home for charity to begin, so charity must start from this home where charity resides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know not of a time when the Australian Spirit hasn't risen to a challenge. I have come to know the Australian Spirit among other things as a generous spirit. Whether it's The Red Cross, The Red Shield or the Tsunami Appeal, the Australian Spirit took on and met the challenge head on. So while there is some truth in charity beginning at home, 'being at the top of the economic food chain comes with the responsibility &lt;i style=""&gt;to share our wealth with those in need'. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since the global economic crises (due to "extreme capitalism"), the developed world are being encourage to spend big in the name of economic stimulus while the poorest half of the world are going without and paying the price.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is Christmas soon; the underlying message is the gift of Jesus Christ and hope to the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know there will be many reading this who are of a different religious persuasion, yet we all have one thing in common, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;a desire to see a different world, a world where the license to "let justice roll on like a river, righteousness like a never failing stream" (Amos 5:24) becomes our highest moral endeavour and accomplishment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please, if you are lead to donate, then give the orphans of Zambia hope and a future. Go to: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Get involved/$&lt;/span&gt;.  Give from your heart not your pocket, so that I may reached the desired amount needed to help them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rest assured, all monies will be administered by the Salvation Army (Altona/Williamstown Core) and will go to the Morrow family who are establishing the Kazembe Baby Orphanage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-family:'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;(David Briffa 2008)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4443771651768865492-8035682443901681135?l=cycling4africa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443771651768865492/posts/default/8035682443901681135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443771651768865492/posts/default/8035682443901681135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cycling4africa.blogspot.com/2008/12/while-journey-continues-christmas.html' title='While the Journey Continues, Christmas Offers Hope.'/><author><name>cycle4africa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17142806750026514880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4443771651768865492.post-970375720716276681</id><published>2008-12-20T19:46:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T19:50:50.194+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Farewell to Canberra!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLgBE1gG2Ic/SUyx4iXBwzI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/2ITeQokJgyw/s1600-h/IMG_2206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLgBE1gG2Ic/SUyx4iXBwzI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/2ITeQokJgyw/s200/IMG_2206.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281792047852929842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a very successful journey at many levels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have been connecting with the Blog you will know I have engaged with the media (radio and newspapers) and the schools. Yesterday, I spent a good part of the day with Major Peter Holly (Salvation Army National Secretary) who is very excited about the Salvation Army's involvement (Altona/Williamstown Core) and the journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                  Today I have an a&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PLgBE1gG2Ic/SUyVsuKA9vI/AAAAAAAAAIk/YB71Ap_BIWI/s1600-h/IMG_2205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PLgBE1gG2Ic/SUyVsuKA9vI/AAAAAAAAAIk/YB71Ap_BIWI/s200/IMG_2205.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281761058535569138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;udience with Margaret Watt (Chief of Staff) for Mr. McMullan (Secretary for International Development Assistance). At this time, I will be expressing some concern about the real possibility heads of state from the developed world reneging on their Official Development Assistance - the global economic crisis has diverted much attention from aid assistance as reflected by the lack of attendance by the developed world at the Funding for Development recently in Doha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While Mr. McMullan did consent to an audience with me, this wasn't going to take place until the 14th Jan - I am not prepared to wait this long. However, when in Melbourne, Mr. McMullan will make attempts to meet with me then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have contacted the ABC, SBS and the Sydney Morning Herald hoping they will pick up the story. As yet , there has been no response. Discussions with the ABC suggests that programming for the Christmas's period has been finalised and there is no room for any flexibility. But, if my God wills it, I am confidently assured without doubt it will happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is so exciting to live by faith; not knowing what's around the corner, but knowing God has His best for you. 'With every little step of faith I take, a larger step of faith follows in response to a God who has your best interest at heart and fulfills the desires of your heart'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You Know, there has not been a time when there was a lack of : company when I have felt lonely; water when I needed water; a word of encouragement and support when deeply needed - My God has always delivered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is my last day in Canberra and I am hoping time will allow for some site seeing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continue to uphold me in prayer that God's will, will always be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David Briffa&lt;img src="file:///Users/josiepisani/Library/Caches/TemporaryItems/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4443771651768865492-970375720716276681?l=cycling4africa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443771651768865492/posts/default/970375720716276681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443771651768865492/posts/default/970375720716276681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cycling4africa.blogspot.com/2008/12/farewell-to-canberra.html' title='Farewell to Canberra!'/><author><name>cycle4africa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17142806750026514880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLgBE1gG2Ic/SUyx4iXBwzI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/2ITeQokJgyw/s72-c/IMG_2206.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4443771651768865492.post-8395612396892652833</id><published>2008-12-20T19:02:00.006+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T19:52:00.085+11:00</updated><title type='text'>A time to rest and fellowship.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PLgBE1gG2Ic/SUyudc3gubI/AAAAAAAAAJk/oP5vxsqzRgw/s1600-h/IMG_2147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PLgBE1gG2Ic/SUyudc3gubI/AAAAAAAAAJk/oP5vxsqzRgw/s200/IMG_2147.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281788283987212722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Friday David and I were taken out to dinner by our friends at the Salavtion army.  Carole picked us up with her car as the downpour threatened to drown us. It just didn't stop raining all day and all night.  It was a great evening to relax and unwind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday we had planned to do some sightseeing around Canberra, but unfortunately David was very tired and needed to catch up with some rest.  By the time I had organised some places to see and was ready to go, it wasn't hard to figure out where David had dissappeared to, the snoring led me to his room. Needless to say, sightseeing had to wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather was very unpredictable.  The rain had stopped but the wind was blowing a gale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a good sleep we went to the local market, did some shopp&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLgBE1gG2Ic/SUyvv-JUZeI/AAAAAAAAAJs/vECVSmbr8Xk/s1600-h/IMG_2184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLgBE1gG2Ic/SUyvv-JUZeI/AAAAAAAAAJs/vECVSmbr8Xk/s200/IMG_2184.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281789701669545442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ing and went back to our residence to cook a meal full of carbs!  It was a great day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday 12th Dec, Carole again picked me up to go to fellowship at the Salvation Army in Braddon, while David cycled in.  We were welcomed with open arms. David again had the opportunity talk with everyone about his passion and his cause to the many brothers and sisters that fellowshipped there, while having coffee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After fellowship David cycled while I walked to the War Memorial.  It was a place of history and sadness combined.  We spent the whole day there, until closi&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLgBE1gG2Ic/SUyvwEoEsCI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/GnRlVcSeuow/s1600-h/IMG_2199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 120px; height: 160px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLgBE1gG2Ic/SUyvwEoEsCI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/GnRlVcSeuow/s200/IMG_2199.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281789703409152034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ng time. What an experience, you certainly come out of there appreciating what we have in Australia, what it took to get it and the many that sacrificed their lives so that we have what we have today.  Let us never forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By closing time it was time to walk home, have a meal and get ready for sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of Monday David started organising interviews and appointments for the journey ahead.  While I went off on my own exploring, I left David to do his work.  I was going to leave tomorrow so I had to get packed as well. David was going to have to stay an extra day or two for some appointments he was committed to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday was a day of farewell to Canberra and David for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4443771651768865492-8395612396892652833?l=cycling4africa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443771651768865492/posts/default/8395612396892652833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443771651768865492/posts/default/8395612396892652833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cycling4africa.blogspot.com/2008/12/time-to-rest-and-fellowship.html' title='A time to rest and fellowship.'/><author><name>cycle4africa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17142806750026514880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PLgBE1gG2Ic/SUyudc3gubI/AAAAAAAAAJk/oP5vxsqzRgw/s72-c/IMG_2147.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4443771651768865492.post-1117145641883747347</id><published>2008-12-15T16:16:00.013+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T18:11:54.028+11:00</updated><title type='text'>The Kathmandu A.C.T. !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLgBE1gG2Ic/SUyaSUCiGPI/AAAAAAAAAJE/ik95Srq4I9I/s1600-h/IMG_2140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 231px; height: 174px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLgBE1gG2Ic/SUyaSUCiGPI/AAAAAAAAAJE/ik95Srq4I9I/s320/IMG_2140.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281766102406404338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Thursday I joined David (with my camera) for a visit to Kathmandu at their Canberra store. The place had a few customers purchasing, so we walked around until it became quieter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hannah approached us to see if we needed help, then Trent joined in as well while David talked excitedly with them about his journey. It wasn't too long before David made his presence known, and the place became a buzzz of activity. He asked to talk to the store manager to see if he could take a few photos with them. In a jiffy, James (Store Manager) walks in with a great big smile on his face. We knew we were going to have some fun with these guys. All three were as excited as we were about the trip and the visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLgBE1gG2Ic/SUyYtUb2JzI/AAAAAAAAAI8/zMjePbIBDo4/s1600-h/IMG_2131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 184px; height: 138px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLgBE1gG2Ic/SUyYtUb2JzI/AAAAAAAAAI8/zMjePbIBDo4/s200/IMG_2131.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281764367345788722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trent just couldn't help himself and climbed the ladder to great heights to retrieve the banner so that we can "Live the dream". James quickly appeared with the Kathmandu banner over his shoulder and a few little fluffy creatures to make the photo shoot more interesting, while Hannah who was caught up with serving, eventually joined us with her beautiful smiles and enthusiasm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a great time doing the photo shoot. These guys couldn't do enough for us. What a team. It was a pleasure to talk, work and have fun with them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4443771651768865492-1117145641883747347?l=cycling4africa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443771651768865492/posts/default/1117145641883747347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443771651768865492/posts/default/1117145641883747347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cycling4africa.blogspot.com/2008/12/kathmandu-act.html' title='The Kathmandu A.C.T. !!!'/><author><name>cycle4africa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17142806750026514880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLgBE1gG2Ic/SUyaSUCiGPI/AAAAAAAAAJE/ik95Srq4I9I/s72-c/IMG_2140.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4443771651768865492.post-3330423280544727653</id><published>2008-12-15T15:58:00.007+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T19:01:49.282+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Checking in on David in the A.C.T.?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PLgBE1gG2Ic/SUyjF3SfiEI/AAAAAAAAAJU/oZXpe6yy7-0/s1600-h/IMG_2126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PLgBE1gG2Ic/SUyjF3SfiEI/AAAAAAAAAJU/oZXpe6yy7-0/s200/IMG_2126.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281775784134936642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left Melbourne to fly (no not cycle) to Canberra on the Wed10th Dec to join David for a few days to catch up, make sure he is well, and to join him for a couple of days of relaxation between his commitments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first thing that was noticable about David when we met was firstly that he had lost a lot of weight (everywhere else bar his tummy) and his skin colour has a permanent suntan. I was a little envious. He was in good spirits and his usual talkative self. While I was getting my gear together, I could hear that familiar voice negotiating a price with the bus driver to get us to Canberra City, needless to say it is going to be an interesting few days. Those that know David well would know what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following days, Thursday and Friday, we spent a lot of time catching up and residing at the Library. David had to catch up to his emails, replies and commitments as well as organising further appointments for the journey ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His first stop on Thursday was to fulfill a promise he made to Kathmandu (support in kind) to visit their store in Canberra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Friday as we walked to the Library we came across&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLgBE1gG2Ic/SUylbjRqNRI/AAAAAAAAAJc/WUo4WTbcW94/s1600-h/IMG_2145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 211px; height: 158px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLgBE1gG2Ic/SUylbjRqNRI/AAAAAAAAAJc/WUo4WTbcW94/s200/IMG_2145.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281778355743110418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Senator Gary Humphries's office, and David was quick to take&lt;br /&gt;the opportunity to talk to the Senator about his journey and his&lt;br /&gt;concerns about the Monterrey Consensus for the Millennium Development Goals.  Senator Humphries consented to talk with David and took time out from his busy schedule to do so.  David was grateful for the opportunity and the positive experience.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4443771651768865492-3330423280544727653?l=cycling4africa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443771651768865492/posts/default/3330423280544727653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443771651768865492/posts/default/3330423280544727653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cycling4africa.blogspot.com/2008/12/checking-in-on-david-in-act.html' title='Checking in on David in the A.C.T.?'/><author><name>cycle4africa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17142806750026514880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PLgBE1gG2Ic/SUyjF3SfiEI/AAAAAAAAAJU/oZXpe6yy7-0/s72-c/IMG_2126.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4443771651768865492.post-1325001435615234240</id><published>2008-12-11T14:34:00.008+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T18:44:46.488+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Canberra &amp; ABC interview: here I am.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLgBE1gG2Ic/SUyiZeIi57I/AAAAAAAAAJM/UKL7XYiRjc8/s1600-h/-5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 221px; height: 166px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLgBE1gG2Ic/SUyiZeIi57I/AAAAAAAAAJM/UKL7XYiRjc8/s320/-5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281775021468084146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David finally arrives in Canberra on Sunday 7thDec, two days earlier than expected. He got in at 11.15 am. Soon after that the Salvation Army Corps in Altona rang him after the church service. He talked to the church community from his mobile as it was placed close to the microphone for everyone to hear. Needless to say, there was a lot of smiling faces that were beaming with pride as he was talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During his rest period, David did some research and organised an interview with the 666 ABC Canberra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.00 am Wednesday morning, David recieved a phonecall from the 666 ABC Canberra for an interview with Alex Sloan on her breakfast show. Although a little apprehensive about doing a live interview on live radio, David was looking forward to the challenge. It was to go on air at 10.45 am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not long after he got to the studio, the Production Manager popped his head in and told David he would be on air LIVE in 5 minutes (lucky David has the ability to think on his feet, it came in handy). He was ushered into a glass room and seated when the ON AIR signal went on. The interview started and finished in a flash. You can hear it by linking to the URL below or going to the 666 ABC Canberra website in the 0900 mornings with Alex Sloan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogs.abc.net.au/canberra/2008/12/cycling-4-afric.html?program=canberra_mornings"&gt;http://blogs.abc.net.au/canberra/2008/12/cycling-4-afric.html?program=canberra_mornings&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David was asked many questions about his cycling4africa journey, however, he didn't have enough time to say more (which is always the case!), this is where the blog comes in handy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He wanted to also say that while Australia predominantly directs International Development Assistance in the Pacific Asia region, it is imprtant to recognise the enormous challenges the Sub Saharan African countries are facing in the midst of economic global crisis. The security of the developed world will depend (amongst other things) on economic and social stability of the developing world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While l'll acknowledge the the Labor Government's commitment to .5% of Gross National Income to International Develpoment Assisstance, Australia needs to aim towards that aspirational figure of .7% agreed to at the Monterrey Consensus (and within a binding time frame by 2015) for the Millennium Development Goals to be achievable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Privilage comes at a price.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4443771651768865492-1325001435615234240?l=cycling4africa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443771651768865492/posts/default/1325001435615234240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443771651768865492/posts/default/1325001435615234240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cycling4africa.blogspot.com/2008/12/canberra-here-i-am.html' title='Canberra &amp; ABC interview: here I am.'/><author><name>cycle4africa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17142806750026514880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLgBE1gG2Ic/SUyiZeIi57I/AAAAAAAAAJM/UKL7XYiRjc8/s72-c/-5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4443771651768865492.post-2987301984806362954</id><published>2008-12-11T14:16:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T15:20:33.119+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Michelago's Gone with the wind.</title><content type='html'>David arrived at Michelago Saturday night December the 6th and slept in an abandoned railway station. He was calling out for Scarlet (Gone with the wind) as he settled for a good night sleep with all the other stars above him. He felt he was back in time, in the days of 'Gone with the wind". There was a lot of nastalgia about the place. The scenery was breathless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a feed of pasta and a phone call to me to let me know he was well, the mosquitos decided they wanted a part of him too. He quickly settled for the night and went to laa laa land!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He will be off in the morning to Canberra.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4443771651768865492-2987301984806362954?l=cycling4africa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443771651768865492/posts/default/2987301984806362954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443771651768865492/posts/default/2987301984806362954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cycling4africa.blogspot.com/2008/12/michelagos-gone-with-wind.html' title='Michelago&apos;s Gone with the wind.'/><author><name>cycle4africa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17142806750026514880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4443771651768865492.post-3641218948358604201</id><published>2008-12-08T15:55:00.011+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:30:16.069+11:00</updated><title type='text'>The Burden on the Poorest Half of the World gets Heavier and Costlier.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hi I am David. As you are aware, this journey is not for my benefit but to raise public awareness about global poverty (and money for the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kazembe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Baby Orphanage in Zambia) , and particular, poverty stricken children in Africa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;While in Canberra, I am hoping to speak to the &lt;em&gt;Secretary for International Development Assistance&lt;/em&gt; given the enormous pressure the developed world faces in maintaining their aid commitments under the current global economic crisis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You may be aware that the UN Financing for Development Conference was held recently in &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = st1 /&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Doha&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 2002 the UN conducted the first Financing for Development Conference (attended by Heads of State, World Bank and the IMF) resulting in the Monterrey Consensus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monterrey Consensus is in essence the unanimous support for the UN target of allocating .7% of Gross National Income for Official Development Assistance by UN Member Countries by 2015. (The .7% is for the financing the Millennium Development Goals central to the UN Millennium Declaration in 2000). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Among the many goals encompassing the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;MDG's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is the "eradication of extreme hunger and poverty by half by 2015" (UN Millennium Program).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of note, the Rudd Labor Government has committed .5% of Gross National Income for International Development Assistance by 2015. If National Development Assistance is taken to mean Official Development Assistance – and if I’m wrong I stand to be corrected – then &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Australia&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; falls short of the UN target and behind &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Sweden&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;’s 1.03% of Gross &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;National&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Income. Currently, Australia’s contribution is .32% of Gross National Income (The Australian, 2008) – a very poor showing given unprecedented economic growth in the last 11 years and the average Organization for Economic Cooperation and Development figure being .46%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the absence of contrite commitment and a binding time frame (by the G20) to the Monterrey Consensus, the likelihood of achieving the Millennium Development Goals is looking bleak indeed for the poorest half of the world. Sadly, heads of state have been conspectuses by there absence at the Doha Funding for Development Conference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the enormous attention the national and global economy is receiving of late, Official Development Assistance may fall off the agenda, and worst still, scaled back. In the 1990-93 recessions, aid fell close to 25% and returned to 92 levels in 2003 (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Oxfam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In dollar terms, the level of attention the global economy is receiving is reflected in the $3 trillion mobilised by the EU and US to bail out the banking sector in Autumn of 2008. This is 30 times the 140&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;bn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; dollars in aid developing countries received last year (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Oxfam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If not more alarming, the global economic crisis will see an additional 40 million people living on less then one dollar a day, and 100 million living on less the two dollars a day (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Oxfam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The global economic crisis has every thing to do with extreme capitalism adding to a heavier price the poorest half of the world are already paying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With rises in food prices, more are added and the Millennium Development Goals move further away from the most vulnerable and the weak. “Grain-prices increases cost developing economies $324&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;bn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; last year – more then three times then what they receive in aid (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Oxfam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In view of the fact that the market was to lighten the load for the poorest half of the world, need I say ‘the market has increased their load even more’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In closing, the market in it self is not the problem, the lack of regulation in a self seeking market and devoid of sole is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If 30,000 children are dying every day in the poorest half of the world from preventable diseases and hunger then the problem in the current global economic crisis stands to get even worst.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4443771651768865492-3641218948358604201?l=cycling4africa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443771651768865492/posts/default/3641218948358604201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443771651768865492/posts/default/3641218948358604201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cycling4africa.blogspot.com/2008/12/burden-on-poorest-half-of-world-gets.html' title='The Burden on the Poorest Half of the World gets Heavier and Costlier.'/><author><name>cycle4africa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17142806750026514880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4443771651768865492.post-4751207338447142133</id><published>2008-12-07T00:51:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T15:24:08.149+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Last stop before CANBERRA.</title><content type='html'>David has spent the last six days in Cooma, recovering a little, checking his bike and making further arrangement to meet with the press and hopefully some politicians that can make a difference to his cause.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The light is finally at the end of the tunnel for David for the first half of his journey. He is spending another night under the stars and will be off first light tomorrow (Dec 7th) to make his way to Canberra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The terrain has been kind to him today, he only had a few difficult spots to conquer and although the weather was hot and sticky, it was manageable. The support from the public as always has been a blessing to David.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Travelers along the way are still stopping and offering water, which was much needed today. As David ran out of water, this man in a car traveling along the way asked David if he was OK? David said I have run out of water. The man pulled out a container of cold water and told David to help himself. Thank you whoever you are. These sort of blessings have been plenty along David's journey and much appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow David will reach his half way mark and I will be traveling (no not cycling, but flying) to Canberra to spend a few days with David to catch up and check on him. I am looking forward to the stories and his presence.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4443771651768865492-4751207338447142133?l=cycling4africa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443771651768865492/posts/default/4751207338447142133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443771651768865492/posts/default/4751207338447142133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cycling4africa.blogspot.com/2008/12/last-stop-before-canberra.html' title='Last stop before CANBERRA.'/><author><name>cycle4africa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17142806750026514880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4443771651768865492.post-4051620556555280685</id><published>2008-12-04T21:59:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T22:07:03.905+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Radio interview with LIFE FM in Bairnsdale</title><content type='html'>While in Bairnsdale, David had the opportunity to be interviewed by Life FM. Here is a copy of that recording, to keep you up to date with some of the appointments David is keeping while cycling from town to town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To access interview, highlight Link and copy in your address bar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;http://www.lifefm.org/interviews/21Nov08B.mp3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4443771651768865492-4051620556555280685?l=cycling4africa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443771651768865492/posts/default/4051620556555280685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443771651768865492/posts/default/4051620556555280685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cycling4africa.blogspot.com/2008/12/radio-interview-with-life-fm-in.html' title='Radio interview with LIFE FM in Bairnsdale'/><author><name>cycle4africa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17142806750026514880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4443771651768865492.post-9108082713425850061</id><published>2008-11-29T16:39:00.006+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T16:56:35.004+11:00</updated><title type='text'>A day of rest at Bombala.</title><content type='html'>It's Saturday 29th Nov.  At 9.00am I received a phone call from David. My 5 yr old granddaughter was with me at the time and has asked me many times, "where is Nannu David?" I would tell her that he is cycling to help get money so we can buy food for the children in Africa, because they have no money or food. When she got on the phone to talk with him, the first thing she asked was "are you in Africa yet, nannu?"  Needless to say, these words of innocence made David's day and mine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently it rained all night in Bombala.  Some time during the evening David met up with a german couple who were doing a cycling trip.  They proved to be great company for David.  They camped close by for the night and joined him for breakfast the next morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today he will be taking a day off cycling and having a rest before heading off to Cooma in the morning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4443771651768865492-9108082713425850061?l=cycling4africa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443771651768865492/posts/default/9108082713425850061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443771651768865492/posts/default/9108082713425850061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cycling4africa.blogspot.com/2008/11/rest-at-bombala.html' title='A day of rest at Bombala.'/><author><name>cycle4africa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17142806750026514880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4443771651768865492.post-3899816699046611661</id><published>2008-11-29T15:58:00.007+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T19:55:56.658+11:00</updated><title type='text'>From Cann River to Bombala.</title><content type='html'>After leaving Orbost, David headed for Cann River.  The terrain again proved to be challenging and the weather hot. Along the way, people have stopped to offer water a few times and it was greatly appreciated. As there is only so much water David can carry with him, he was most relieved that passers by gave him a thought and offered precious cold water to him.  At times he was running out of water as these blessings came along. Thank you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is in these situations when you get to see the beautiful side of humanity.  As David was cycling along, a gentleman by the name of Dennis offered to relieve David of his heavy load, and swap bikes for a while.  He was willing to do this for the next stretch of cycling right up to Bombala.   Although the intention was one of concern, David did reassure him that he will be fine and that he needed to do it on his  own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David said "I need to communicate to everyone that in the absence of support, the likelihood of achieving the objective is minimal.  Your  encouragement and  community support is enough to keep me focused and motivated".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He settled at Cann River for the night, had a great meal at the local pub with Denis (the gentleman who offered to ride his bike to Bombala), rang me and let me know how he was and what he got up to and set up camp for the night and went straight to sleep. The exhaustion was telling in his voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, he left Cann River at 6.30 am setting off to Bombala, with an entourage of Kangaroos leading the way and the maggies singing him farewell. He crossed the NSW border at 9.48 am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He cycled all day, stopping half an hour to have some lunch.  He arrived at Bombala at around 6.00pm.  Again as he relayed the day to me, his voice sounded very tired, but he was in good spirit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4443771651768865492-3899816699046611661?l=cycling4africa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443771651768865492/posts/default/3899816699046611661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443771651768865492/posts/default/3899816699046611661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cycling4africa.blogspot.com/2008/11/from-cann-river-to-bombala.html' title='From Cann River to Bombala.'/><author><name>cycle4africa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17142806750026514880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4443771651768865492.post-1416822873213768432</id><published>2008-11-27T22:33:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T22:10:48.122+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Orbost at last?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLgBE1gG2Ic/STe6rwGyYxI/AAAAAAAAAIU/QvOV-q0lIAo/s1600-h/DSC_0028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLgBE1gG2Ic/STe6rwGyYxI/AAAAAAAAAIU/QvOV-q0lIAo/s200/DSC_0028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275890749298336530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After travelling some distance from Bairnsdale through  Nowa Nowa, I finally arrive at Orbost.  After a good night's sleep, I will again face a room full of students and teachers to tell of my travels, passions and adventure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After being welcomed at Orbost Secondary College, teachers David Doolan and Sharon Jones allowed me to spend some time in their SOSE classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spoke again of my mission and how &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;one child dies every three seconds&lt;/span&gt; in the poorest half of the world.  Agian the students astounded me by thier silence.  The fidgeting and the chatter died down and stopped completley while I relayed my message.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The students were allowed to interact by asking questions or offering solutions to this world crisis.  Two of the suggestions were " perhaps everyone who bought a ticket to the footy paid an extra dollar towards an International development project" or " out of every speed fine, a dollar could be used to help and aid these causes".  Although these suggestions sound a little naive or  unrealistic to an adult, it does indicate that these children are trying in some way to find a solution and make a difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liz from the Snowy River Mail was part of the audience, and had a few questions to ask as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After leaving the College, David cycled on and finally settled down for a rest at 8.00pm by a compsite, where he was interviewed by the SBS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4443771651768865492-1416822873213768432?l=cycling4africa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443771651768865492/posts/default/1416822873213768432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443771651768865492/posts/default/1416822873213768432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cycling4africa.blogspot.com/2008/11/orbost-at-last.html' title='Orbost at last?'/><author><name>cycle4africa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17142806750026514880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLgBE1gG2Ic/STe6rwGyYxI/AAAAAAAAAIU/QvOV-q0lIAo/s72-c/DSC_0028.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4443771651768865492.post-629106141654285085</id><published>2008-11-27T17:20:00.008+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T17:57:16.052+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Bairnsdale Secondary College here I come!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PLgBE1gG2Ic/SUyXMkH4BdI/AAAAAAAAAIs/0b673PG9GQw/s1600-h/-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PLgBE1gG2Ic/SUyXMkH4BdI/AAAAAAAAAIs/0b673PG9GQw/s200/-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281762705109681618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the morning of Monday 24&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; Nov, David headed off to visit &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Bairnsdale&lt;/span&gt; Secondary College to talk with the staff and students about his beloved Cycling4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;africa&lt;/span&gt; and to spread the message about poverty in the poorest half of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a room full of students and teachers, David stated that "In the time the Victorian Footy Grand Final was  played, 120 minutes  elapsed and 2400 children your age and half your age died in the poorest half of the world from preventable diseases and hunger - the room went silent, and you couldn't even hear 2 pins drop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These students related to these children and the seriousness of the situation, and had their ears glued to what was said. The quiet and stillness in the room along with serious faces indicated that these students were feeling for these children and the situation they are in; perhaps even reflecting on how blessed they are that they were born where they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The students were encouraged to comment and ask questions. Among the many enthusiastically volunteered comments, one child summed up the crises with one word: “GREED was the reason for this global mess.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David also told them "Tomorrow's decisions will be in your hands and that you could make a difference". The respond was touching. On a lighter note, the students then proceeded to ask about David's journey, and his BIKE! David then headed off to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Nowa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Nowa&lt;/span&gt; and on to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Orbost&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4443771651768865492-629106141654285085?l=cycling4africa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443771651768865492/posts/default/629106141654285085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443771651768865492/posts/default/629106141654285085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cycling4africa.blogspot.com/2008/11/bairnsdale-secondary-college-here-i.html' title='Bairnsdale Secondary College here I come!!'/><author><name>cycle4africa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17142806750026514880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PLgBE1gG2Ic/SUyXMkH4BdI/AAAAAAAAAIs/0b673PG9GQw/s72-c/-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4443771651768865492.post-1739542246257825936</id><published>2008-11-24T09:40:00.007+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T20:05:54.307+11:00</updated><title type='text'>The Bairnsdale experience</title><content type='html'>David bypassed Stratford in order to gain some extra time in the journey ahead.  He knows that pretty much after Bairnsdale, it is going to be very challenging until he gets to Canberra. He will be staying in Bairnsdale until Tuesday 25th Nov.  This will give him a chance to look over the bike and have a few rest days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLgBE1gG2Ic/SUy0QRAXOGI/AAAAAAAAAKU/dYpQ6_Wwv7A/s1600-h/DSCN2179.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLgBE1gG2Ic/SUy0QRAXOGI/AAAAAAAAAKU/dYpQ6_Wwv7A/s200/DSCN2179.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281794654534580322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daniel and Melissa from the Salvation army in Bairnsdale have genreously offered to put up with him, or shall I say put him up for a few days at their place.  He arrived on Friday 21st Nov as warnings were fortold by the media that Gippsland is going to recieve a lot of rain over the weekend and could get some floodings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As predicted Saturday was wet all day.  It was a good opportunity to check the bike over.  There were some  issues with the bike that David needed to attend to before he heads off. But first he spent the day relaxing with the family he was staying with and doing some admin work he needed to attend to.  He will work on the bike tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday it was&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PLgBE1gG2Ic/SUyz02g-iFI/AAAAAAAAAKM/MuCQTucJx0A/s1600-h/DSCN2178.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PLgBE1gG2Ic/SUyz02g-iFI/AAAAAAAAAKM/MuCQTucJx0A/s200/DSCN2178.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281794183567149138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; raining heavily and there  was severe winds, just as well he didn't have to cycle that day.  In the morning he visited the Salvation Army Bairnsdale, and was invited to talk about his beloved cycle4africa experience.  A lot of people asked David questions about his experience, they were very supportive and even donated as a church towards his cause. He was so grateful for their support and encouragement, Thank-you again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After church, much of the time was spent fixing the bike with a bit of TLC. The bike sustained a few hairline fractures which held the paniers (his supplies) and Colin (from the Salvation Army) offered a helping hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch was a priority, especially with Kangaroo meat on the menu.  Needless to say, it was a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tough&lt;/span&gt; experience. David commented that his jawline now has well developed muscles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After many hours  of labour on the bike, it was finally finished at 6.00 pm.  Colin invited David and the family to his place for dinner.  He had a great time, the company was fantanstic and so was the meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By 10.45 David was back at his lodging and ready for a good nights sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4443771651768865492-1739542246257825936?l=cycling4africa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443771651768865492/posts/default/1739542246257825936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443771651768865492/posts/default/1739542246257825936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cycling4africa.blogspot.com/2008/11/bairnsdale-experience.html' title='The Bairnsdale experience'/><author><name>cycle4africa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17142806750026514880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLgBE1gG2Ic/SUy0QRAXOGI/AAAAAAAAAKU/dYpQ6_Wwv7A/s72-c/DSCN2179.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4443771651768865492.post-3199193405315910757</id><published>2008-11-20T10:41:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T11:07:23.225+11:00</updated><title type='text'>At Rosedale, under the stars!</title><content type='html'>After spending the night (18th Nov) at Rosedale, under the stars, the ride commenced again, finally ending in Sale. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first port of call was the Gippsland Times (media), there Eleanor Venables put pen to paper and reported my journey to date. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shortly after, I found myself at Life FM Gippsland 103.9, behind a microphone responding to Sarah's questions. I didn't know what to expect given my first experience with radio.  I guess we'll have to wait and see what the listener's response is.  As the interview was coming to an end, I was quick to tell the truckies listening "to keep an eye out for a cyclist on a bike answering to my description".  They tend to invade your personal space, if you know what I mean, it's been a bit hairy at times!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me say a big THANK-YOU to Sarah, who made the experience a lot more comfortable then I expected.  Equally, a big THANK-YOU to Debbie, your smile added reassurance to what at times has been a challenging journey.  The resources made available to me were invaluable and a real blessing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By 2.00pm (19th Nov) I was at the Salvation Army (Sale) talking to Marsha, a gentle and softly spoken person oozing with warmth.  Marsha, Thank-you for your support and words of encouragement, they are fuel that keeps the pedal of faith turning, when the road is never-ending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, I must thank Liam, "you cook a mean pasta, you must remind me to call again with a group of mates who equally enjoy eating pasta".  Your hospitality and company was most appreciated.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4443771651768865492-3199193405315910757?l=cycling4africa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443771651768865492/posts/default/3199193405315910757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443771651768865492/posts/default/3199193405315910757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cycling4africa.blogspot.com/2008/11/at-rosedale-under-stars.html' title='At Rosedale, under the stars!'/><author><name>cycle4africa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17142806750026514880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4443771651768865492.post-7087759549197647323</id><published>2008-11-20T10:20:00.012+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T08:57:06.529+11:00</updated><title type='text'>David's visit to Woolum Bellum Campus (College of Koorie Education)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLgBE1gG2Ic/SS3GJWb62iI/AAAAAAAAAIM/37uW9y6sGbc/s1600-h/-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 131px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLgBE1gG2Ic/SS3GJWb62iI/AAAAAAAAAIM/37uW9y6sGbc/s200/-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273088602664524322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi everyone,            &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 9.00am on Tuesday 18th Nov, I was on the school grounds of Woolum Bellum Campus (The Victorian P-12 College of Koorie Education).  I was a little unsure as to where from here, until Mary came to my rescue and directed me to the staffroom. The staff was as unsure about me as I was about them.  Again Mary came to my rescue with an explanation about who I was, and why I was visiting.  The mystery dissapeared as quickly as it came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Responding to an invitation to expand on Mary's well informed introduction, I followed with a 3 min pitch.  Shortly after, I found myself surrounded by Koorie children, all eagerly asking questions.  At this point in time I found myself pleasantly taken back in time to my early Kimberley  experiences with children of a similar disposition for fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On leaving (and not before the La Trobe Valley Express captured the experience on film) I reminded the children of the importance of education. I relayed "how education meant more choices, and children in the poorest half of the world deserved the same chance, so they can contribute to their own wellbeing and their country".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had breakfast with them and they waved me off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I headed towards the main street and popped in at Bright and Print to buy a warm jumper, as I had lost mine while I was cycling,  Jeff (the store owner) heard of my  woes and donated one for the journey.  It's great to see the generosity of some people.  And to add to that I had just run out of credits on my mobile and Jeanette at Newspower Newsagency donated a phone card.  Such blessings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///Users/josiepisani/Desktop/-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a short stay, I headed off to Rosedale.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4443771651768865492-7087759549197647323?l=cycling4africa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443771651768865492/posts/default/7087759549197647323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443771651768865492/posts/default/7087759549197647323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cycling4africa.blogspot.com/2008/11/davids-visit-to-woolum-bellum-campus.html' title='David&apos;s visit to Woolum Bellum Campus (College of Koorie Education)'/><author><name>cycle4africa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17142806750026514880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLgBE1gG2Ic/SS3GJWb62iI/AAAAAAAAAIM/37uW9y6sGbc/s72-c/-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4443771651768865492.post-5270134755018048934</id><published>2008-11-15T08:32:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T03:27:19.848+11:00</updated><title type='text'>David's journey to Pakenham.</title><content type='html'>On Friday 14th the blessings continued to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;rain&lt;/span&gt; on David, the heat subsided and the cool change meant that the cycling would be more bearable.  The journey started off like every other journey, with a setback. The stand on the bike broke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly he went to the Salvation army and shared prayers with family and friends.  He was moved by the prayers and the fact that these people were behind his cause and helped to make it a reality.  A pastor/friend from another church visited as well. It was great to see commonality amongst Christians.   After goodbyes, David went for a quick visit to Brad (Cycling supermarket, Altona) to have a bike stand attached to the bike, and off he went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David arrived safely at Pakenham later on in the afternoon.  He didn't quite make his first appointment on time with the journo for the Pakenham Leader.  20kms before Pakenham, the terrain proved to be a bit of a challenge with the weight of the loaded bike. The journo was happy to meet him on the road.  He told David he preffered to do articles on genuine causes and looked forward to his progress on the journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By this stage of the journey, David was tired and hungry.  He settled for the night at a local  caravan park.  The one man tent Kathmandu donated came in very handy, and after much excitement and hard work he was ready for a good night's sleep.  It took a while to figure out how to put the tent together, but he got there.  The tent being green blended beautifully with it surroundings.  He was out like a light by 7.00pm. He was 'living his dream'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He will be reaching Morewell today, some time after 5.00pm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4443771651768865492-5270134755018048934?l=cycling4africa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443771651768865492/posts/default/5270134755018048934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443771651768865492/posts/default/5270134755018048934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cycling4africa.blogspot.com/2008/11/david-is-in-pakenham.html' title='David&apos;s journey to Pakenham.'/><author><name>cycle4africa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17142806750026514880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4443771651768865492.post-6090088738697876982</id><published>2008-11-11T17:45:00.012+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T23:23:47.576+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;I am on my way&lt;/span&gt; !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Departing from 108 Queens St, Altona. Salvation Army Corps 8:00 am Friday 14th November.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;                                                                                                                                       ALL WELCOME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4443771651768865492-6090088738697876982?l=cycling4africa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443771651768865492/posts/default/6090088738697876982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443771651768865492/posts/default/6090088738697876982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cycling4africa.blogspot.com/2008/11/only-3-days-to-go-departing-from-108.html' title=''/><author><name>cycle4africa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17142806750026514880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4443771651768865492.post-752396289518765820</id><published>2008-10-23T23:06:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T23:07:42.684+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLgBE1gG2Ic/SQBpCjT-PQI/AAAAAAAAABk/T8Ag4Mfecw4/s1600-h/David+1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 197px; height: 198px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLgBE1gG2Ic/SQBpCjT-PQI/AAAAAAAAABk/T8Ag4Mfecw4/s320/David+1.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260319857328405762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David Briffa will be cycling from Melbourne to Canberra and back again to raise money for the Kazembe Baby Orphanage in Zambia. He will speak to schools, churches and politicians along the way because poverty deserves our attention&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4443771651768865492-752396289518765820?l=cycling4africa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443771651768865492/posts/default/752396289518765820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443771651768865492/posts/default/752396289518765820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cycling4africa.blogspot.com/2008/10/welcome.html' title='Welcome'/><author><name>cycle4africa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17142806750026514880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLgBE1gG2Ic/SQBpCjT-PQI/AAAAAAAAABk/T8Ag4Mfecw4/s72-c/David+1.gif' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4443771651768865492.post-8629418805784691535</id><published>2008-10-23T23:00:00.013+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T17:55:26.131+11:00</updated><title type='text'>About the Fundraiser</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the many who are just hearing about the Cycle for Africa fundraiser, on the 14th of November I am cycling to Canberra from Melbourne and back. Along the way I am hoping to raise public awareness about poverty and dollars for the Kazembe Baby Orphanage in Zambia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The major sponsor for the fundraiser is the Salvation Army, who will also administer every cent raised.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The very first question people ask me is, 'WHY the Cycle For Africa fundraiser?' Well, leading up to the fundraiser I found myself confronted with many stories and images of poverty in Africa: 'the people are desperately hungry', 'babies are crying' and 'acute malnutrition' is a daily experience (The Age, 27/9/2008).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;As I looked at the mothers cradling their children's fragile bodies I felt overwhelmed by their apparent sense of hopelessness; I was moved by 'the face of innocence deserving of a future.’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Recently I visited a school in the western suburbs. Unlike the faces of poverty, I saw children enjoying their fortune. I saw mothers with an air of confidence in knowing their children were safe and hopeful of a future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I don't believe the feelings mothers (or fathers) have for their children in a fortunate country like ours are any different for parents in the poorer world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sadly, many parents suffering from poverty look into their child's eyes and are simply reminded that their child's future is their past. Soon, hopelessness becomes your closest companion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In the poorest half of the world 30,000 children die of hunger and preventable diseases everyday. Does it shock you that 1 child dies every 3 seconds?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The solution does not lie with any one particular belief system but in the fact that our shared humanity cries out for justice and should compel us to act.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;James 1:27 says, 'Religion that God our Father accepts as pure and faultless is this: to look after orphans and widows in their distress and to keep oneself from being polluted by the world'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today, you can say 'why not me?’ You can till the soil of need and plant seeds of hope and wipe away those tears of hopelessness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today you can help feed, educate and house a generation devastated by the AIDS pandemic and empower tomorrow's future for the children in Africa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"  &gt;Kazembe Baby Orphanage: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In Zambia the HIV/AIDS epidemic has been giving birth to a generation of orphans. While the figures are difficult to determine (due to a large rural community), the numbers are between 800,000 and 1000,000.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Relatives who take nieces, nephews, cousins and grandchildren into their already large households care for many orphans. Many of the surviving carers are elderly grandparents or aunts and uncles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;As these guardians pass on, even greater numbers of children will be left without support. This puts a huge strain on families in a country with only 4% of its citizens in gainful employment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Because of the strain felt by these extended families, many orphaned children will not have the opportunity to go to school, much less receive the type of education that would allow them to become productive members of society.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Centres are needed to care for these growing number of children. Help is needed from outside sources to assist governments already stretched to the limit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In response, the Morrow Family is currently establishing the Kazembe Baby Orphanage in Zambia. The orphanage will provide a home for 90 orphans (including their carers), and a warm, loving and safe environment where their developmental needs is met.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The Kazembe Baby Orphanage will be a place of hope and possibilities among a people devastated by HIV/AIDS. Building for a better future rests with establishing a strong foundation today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;All money raised by the cycling4africa fundraiser will provide:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;•    Toilet and shower block.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;•    Chicken coop (with the chickens being a source of food and income).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;•    Furniture, educational toys and games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4443771651768865492-8629418805784691535?l=cycling4africa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443771651768865492/posts/default/8629418805784691535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443771651768865492/posts/default/8629418805784691535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cycling4africa.blogspot.com/2008/10/about_23.html' title='About the Fundraiser'/><author><name>cycle4africa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17142806750026514880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4443771651768865492.post-4504712223035665631</id><published>2008-10-21T23:12:00.007+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T17:54:48.097+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Support</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0.14in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;Endorsements:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p class="western" style="margin-top: 0.08in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dr.  Tahmina Rashid (RMIT University)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p class="western" style="margin-top: 0.08in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dr  Jonathan Makuwira (RMIT University)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p class="western" style="margin-top: 0.08in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Shaun  Featherston (Project Love Salvation Army Altona Corps).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="western" style="margin-top: 0.08in; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sponsors:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Salvation Army Altona  and Williamstown Corps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Commonwealth Bank  (Altona Branch)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Helvetica,Arial;"&gt;CRÈME Lounge (60 Pier St, Altona)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Helvetica,Arial;"&gt;Artichoke Deli (71 Pier St, Altona)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Helvetica,Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:9;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Raffaels Cafe &lt;a href="http://www.raffaelscafe.com.au/"&gt;www.raffaelscafe.com.au&lt;/a&gt;   - Werribee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Helvetica,Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:9;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Chatterbox Cafe (63 Watton St, Werribee)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Helvetica,Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:9;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mr Rental&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mrrental.com.au/home/index.php?id=59"&gt;www.mrrental.com.au&lt;/a&gt; (118 Queen St, Altona)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Helvetica,Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:9;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Clark Rubber &lt;a href="http://www.clarkrubber.com.au/index.php?sectionID=1878&amp;amp;pageID=1937"&gt;www.clarkrubber.com.au&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Helvetica,Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:9;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cycling Supermarket &lt;a href="http://www.cyclingsupermarket.com.au/epages/cyclingsupermarket.sf/en_AU/?ObjectPath=/Shops/cyclingsupermarket/Pages/Imprint"&gt;www.cyclingsupermarket.com.au &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0.14in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Supporter in Kind&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;RMIT Print Services&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p class="western"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Brian  Hamer (Financial Control)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Evan (Cyclic Bicycles) &lt;a href="http://www.cyclicbicycles.com/"&gt;www.cyclicbicycles.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p class="western"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Jo Brookshaw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (Poster Development, Salvation Army Training College)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p class="western"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kathmandu &lt;a href="http://www.kathmandu.com.au/"&gt;www.kathmandu.com.au&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p class="western"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ObsLabs &lt;a href="http://www.obslabs.net23.net/"&gt;www.obslabs.net23.net&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Helvetica,Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:9;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cycling Supermarket &lt;a href="http://www.cyclingsupermarket.com.au/epages/cyclingsupermarket.sf/en_AU/?ObjectPath=/Shops/cyclingsupermarket/Pages/Imprint"&gt;www.cyclingsupermarket.com.au&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Josephine Pisani (for her enormous support and  unconditional &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;encouragement&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4443771651768865492-4504712223035665631?l=cycling4africa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443771651768865492/posts/default/4504712223035665631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443771651768865492/posts/default/4504712223035665631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cycling4africa.blogspot.com/2008/10/support.html' title='Support'/><author><name>cycle4africa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17142806750026514880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4443771651768865492.post-1367193681951725523</id><published>2008-10-20T23:15:00.007+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T13:48:02.075+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Get Involved$</title><content type='html'>&lt;p  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(153,102,51)font-size:130%;" &gt;You can help by donating via one of the following methods:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;__________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="_s-xclick" name="cmd"&gt; &lt;p class="western" style="MARGIN-TOP: 0.08in; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0in; COLOR: rgb(153,102,51)"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Donations can be forwarded to:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="western" style="MARGIN-TOP: 0.08in"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Cycle for Africa C/o &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;i style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0); FONT-FAMILY: arial"&gt;The Salvation Army Altona Corps (PO Box 15, Altona, VIC 3018) or ph: 03 9398 1750.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;__________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,102,51)"&gt;Deposit donation at any Commonwealth Bank:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;Account Name: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;Cycle for Africa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="western" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0in; MARGIN-LEFT: 0.49in; COLOR: rgb(0,0,0); FONT-FAMILY: arial" face="times new roman"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Account Number:&lt;/span&gt; 063101 1024 7526&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;__________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,102,51)"&gt;Donate Via Cheque&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Make payable to:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0);font-size:130%;" &gt; Cycle For Africa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;__________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="western" style="MARGIN-TOP: 0.08in;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Deposit via PayPal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;__________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="western" style="MARGIN-TOP: 0.08in; FONT-FAMILY: arial"&gt;You can also show your support by downloading the poster and post it up in your local community or office.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="western" style="MARGIN-TOP: 0.08in; FONT-FAMILY: arial"&gt;&lt;a href="http://cautiondvr.com/misc/a4.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;A4 Poster&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="western" style="MARGIN-TOP: 0.08in; FONT-FAMILY: arial"&gt;&lt;a href="http://cautiondvr.com/misc/a3.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;A3 Poster&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Instructions - Right click on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;"A4 or A3 Poster"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; and select &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Save Link As&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4443771651768865492-1367193681951725523?l=cycling4africa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443771651768865492/posts/default/1367193681951725523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443771651768865492/posts/default/1367193681951725523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cycling4africa.blogspot.com/2008/10/get-involved.html' title='Get Involved$'/><author><name>cycle4africa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17142806750026514880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4443771651768865492.post-5050700052202489962</id><published>2008-10-19T23:17:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T19:35:58.876+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Contact Form</title><content type='html'>&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt; id = 9728; &lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://kontactr.com/wp.js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Contact via email:&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;a target="_blank" href="https://mail.google.com/mail?view=cm&amp;amp;tf=0&amp;amp;to=cycle4africa@gmail.com"&gt;cycle4africa@gmail.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4443771651768865492-5050700052202489962?l=cycling4africa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443771651768865492/posts/default/5050700052202489962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443771651768865492/posts/default/5050700052202489962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cycling4africa.blogspot.com/2008/10/contact-form.html' title='Contact Form'/><author><name>cycle4africa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17142806750026514880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4443771651768865492.post-8796304701285602841</id><published>2008-10-18T23:27:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T23:27:50.576+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Resources</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;African  Enterprise&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 128, 0);"&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qDygJbCmKXI/SQBeOtcmb6I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/Yp6kXyVFhS0/s1600-h/ae_logo.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 165px; height: 60px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qDygJbCmKXI/SQBeOtcmb6I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/Yp6kXyVFhS0/s200/ae_logo.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260307971579473826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 255);"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;a href="http://aeinternational.org/australia/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;http://aeinternational.org/australia/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bread  for the World:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qDygJbCmKXI/SQBeqYPWclI/AAAAAAAAAIY/oSk9aqWNSjo/s1600-h/logo-2008.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 178px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qDygJbCmKXI/SQBeqYPWclI/AAAAAAAAAIY/oSk9aqWNSjo/s200/logo-2008.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260308446923092562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 255);"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bread.org/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;http://www.bread.org/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;Care:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qDygJbCmKXI/SQBfPHav_KI/AAAAAAAAAIg/cKBr3Xfc_vg/s1600-h/carelogoorg.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 121px; height: 143px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qDygJbCmKXI/SQBfPHav_KI/AAAAAAAAAIg/cKBr3Xfc_vg/s200/carelogoorg.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260309078062660770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 255);"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.care.org/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;http://www.care.org/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make  poverty History:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qDygJbCmKXI/SQBfPXoMIYI/AAAAAAAAAIo/XcRX2d224ko/s1600-h/header_mph_logo.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 18px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qDygJbCmKXI/SQBfPXoMIYI/AAAAAAAAAIo/XcRX2d224ko/s200/header_mph_logo.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260309082413998466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 255);"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.makepovertyhistory.com.au/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;http://www.makepovertyhistory.com.au/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="western"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="western"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Micah  Challenge Australia:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="western"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qDygJbCmKXI/SQBgOc3RIQI/AAAAAAAAAI4/dS72k3OKJGA/s1600-h/logo_mc.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 69px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qDygJbCmKXI/SQBgqQ707RI/AAAAAAAAAJA/Y1nrzd8Fuoc/s200/World_Vision_Logo.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260310643985411346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 255);"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.worldvision.org/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;http://www.worldvision.org/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4443771651768865492-8796304701285602841?l=cycling4africa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443771651768865492/posts/default/8796304701285602841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443771651768865492/posts/default/8796304701285602841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cycling4africa.blogspot.com/2008/10/resources.html' title='Resources'/><author><name>cycle4africa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17142806750026514880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qDygJbCmKXI/SQBeOtcmb6I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/Yp6kXyVFhS0/s72-c/ae_logo.gif' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4443771651768865492.post-1725176816192991907</id><published>2008-10-15T23:28:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T22:40:09.749+11:00</updated><title type='text'>About Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PLgBE1gG2Ic/SQBuQmGQEvI/AAAAAAAAABs/4eMUZgdnYK0/s1600-h/David+2.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 197px; height: 198px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PLgBE1gG2Ic/SQBuQmGQEvI/AAAAAAAAABs/4eMUZgdnYK0/s320/David+2.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260325596152468210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My name is David Briffa. When I was a small boy my father gathered the whole family and emigrated from Malta to Australia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shortly after, my father lost the use of his left hand in an industrial accident. This lead to long hospital stays and the family fell on hard times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother went without on many occasions simply to feed the family. Years later she shared with us the story of an old lady in uniform who approached her in a shop. She asked my mother why she always asked for broken biscuits at the counter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shortly after that we had our first experience with the Salvation Army. Mrs. Atkinson (the nice old lady in uniform) visited us in our leaky bungalow and gave us food vouchers and blankets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After completing my secondary education I went to a Melbourne hairdressing salon and wouldn't leave the salon until the owner (Mr. Perry) gave me a job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Following my apprenticeship I headed across the Nullabour to Perth, WA. There I stayed with a beautiful family who worked with Aboriginal people and liberally gave of the love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not so long after, I found myself in Halls Creek in the Kimberleys (northern WA). There I was confronted with the impact of oppression on Aboriginal People: dysfunctional families burdened by the alcohol and plagued by domestic violence, gambling and broken relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recall distinctly my first Christmas working at a Sobering Shelter. Seated next to Brett Butler (the pastor of the local Aboriginal church) I heard him ask, 'how is it going?' As I struggled with the answer tears rolled down my cheeks; I was emotionally inebriated with the reality of people's pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a result of that experience I applied to do Social Work at RMIT and graduated with Honours in 2005.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until 2007, I worked with Mackillop Family Services across 3 programs: Family Services, School Focused Youth Services and Children in Out of Home Care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toward the later part of the year I devoted all my time to the Cycle For Africa fundraiser and here I am today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4443771651768865492-1725176816192991907?l=cycling4africa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443771651768865492/posts/default/1725176816192991907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443771651768865492/posts/default/1725176816192991907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cycling4africa.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-name-is-david-briffa.html' title='About Me'/><author><name>cycle4africa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17142806750026514880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PLgBE1gG2Ic/SQBuQmGQEvI/AAAAAAAAABs/4eMUZgdnYK0/s72-c/David+2.gif' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4443771651768865492.post-1785729320702081547</id><published>2008-10-10T14:34:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T01:47:19.053+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Photo Gallery</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PLgBE1gG2Ic/SR7gwx7FfMI/AAAAAAAAAGc/RSrInlx2xUA/s1600-h/ga2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PLgBE1gG2Ic/SR7fH8ONmaI/AAAAAAAAAGU/77fEa5CkIh4/s1600-h/gal1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 197px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PLgBE1gG2Ic/SR7fH8ONmaI/AAAAAAAAAGU/77fEa5CkIh4/s200/gal1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268893941587876258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gallery&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://obslabs.net23.net/c4a/"&gt;Click here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://obslabs.net23.net/c4a/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PLgBE1gG2Ic/SR7gwx7FfMI/AAAAAAAAAGc/RSrInlx2xUA/s200/ga2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268895742709562562" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 197px; height: 200px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Supporters Gallery&lt;a href="http://obslabs.net23.net/c4a/supporters/supporters.html"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://obslabs.net23.net/c4a/supporters/supporters.html"&gt;Click here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4443771651768865492-1785729320702081547?l=cycling4africa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443771651768865492/posts/default/1785729320702081547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443771651768865492/posts/default/1785729320702081547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cycling4africa.blogspot.com/2008/10/photo-gallery.html' title='Photo Gallery'/><author><name>cycle4africa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17142806750026514880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PLgBE1gG2Ic/SR7fH8ONmaI/AAAAAAAAAGU/77fEa5CkIh4/s72-c/gal1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry></feed>
