Edward Reichenbach, ‘Ryko’ (26 September 1892 – 2 September 1968)
Ted Ryko grew up on a farm at Glenlee in Quensland and left school as a child to work for his uncle’s engineering business. Part of his job involved cycling around Victoria to deliver parts or fix machinery. Ted started to enter long-distance cycling competitions, and set his sights on one of the countries most dangerous crossings. In May 1914, aged 21 years of age. Ryko, with his mate John Fahey set-off from the Adelaide Post Office, with the intent on breaking Albert McDonald’s cycling record from Adelaide to Darwin. Ted was quite a talented photographer, and planned to use the trip as an opportunity to photograph some of the remote and isolated places along the route.
Disaster struck when Fahey sprained his ankle just before the Northern Territory border. A decision was made for him to stop and rest with Ryko continuing on alone. Ryko followed the old Ghan railway to Oodnadatta, then camel tracks beyond and along the maintenance tracks for the Overland Telegraph line.
The ride was not easy. One night at Barrow Creek an animal got tangled in his water bag and dislodged the siphon hose. Ted was then left with no water, and survived by moistening his lips from a tiny bottle of olive oil which saved his life. He was thankful that this lady from Sydney had given him this advice before leaving.
Ryko learned a number of survival tricks along the way. At the Finke his lighter and matches had become wet and he couldn’t light a fire. He sprinkled some carbine on the grass, poured water on it and fired his revolver into the gas which lit it.
Saving him from freezing to death.
Even stopping to take a number of photographs along the way. Ryko broke the record when he reached Darwin in 28 days and seven minutes, covering 3,000 km of very inhospitable terrain. Finishing at the site of the old Darwin Post Office.
Ted had been inspired to do the ride by Albert McDonald who Ted said “He was a great sport. I was almost sorry to take the honour of the record away from him”.
Ryko opened a photograph shop in Cavenagh Street, Darwin where he sold postcard prints of his photographs. These he sold for fourpence each. He developed and printed his films in a studio at the back. Ryko didn’t remain in Darwin very long. In December 1915 he sold the business and resumed his nomadic lifestyle back on his bike. Extensively travelling across the Northern Territory, to focus on his photography, and documenting Australia’s remote wilderness. He often would visit the Mary and Alligator Rivers, near Kakadu. Where he would photograph the Buffalo shooting camps. Ted Ryko would return to Darwin every few months to develop, print and sell his work.
During the First World War Military Intelligence became suspicious of anyone who might have connections to Germany. Although Ryko was born in Australia, his parents were of German heritage, and he was suspected of being a German spy. Government officials imagined that the travel and photography that Ryko did may have been on behalf of the German government. His name was eventually cleared, but by 1917 he had already left the Northern Territory and did not return to the Top End for nearly forty years.
Life in Sydney
Ted Ryko moved to Sydney, where he suffered a nervous breakdown. In 1919 Ryko was admitted to the Wahroong Home of Health. Where he reportedly recovered from his breakdown.
In Sydney, his flat was robbed and his precious collections of negatives and prints were stolen. This was a massive blow to Ryko. One which he had difficulty recovering from. His photographs were his life and also a source of income.
He managed to move on and fall in love, married and had a son but he remained restless. By the time of the Great Depression in the 1930’s. Ryko was living on his own and struggling to earn a living amongst the many unemployed in the city.
Around the start of the Second World War Ryko found work with the Commonwealth Railways in remote Central Australia. Here he remained for nearly eighteen years before he retired home to Victoria. In his spare time working for the railways he pursued his passion for botany, seed collecting, conservation and astronomy.
Ted Ryko; a life well remembered
Ryko move to a retirement home in Nhill due to ill health. He passed away on 2 September 1968 just shy of his 76th birthday.
Ted Ryko was an avid photographer and writer. He not only documented his adventures. But also documented the people, the history and the culture of the Northern Territory. He was also one of the first Europeans to document Aboriginal culture, which helped to enrich the world’s understanding of these people.
His collection of images that was stolen has never resurfaced publically. All of his photos which remain comes from the prints he sold and thankfully survived in private collections, museums, archives and libraries. Of the nearly three thousand photographs Ryko took in the Territory, only a couple of hundred are known to exist today.
“All those moments will be lost in time, like tears in the rain”
Historical Vintage cycling
We are used to modern technology & social media dominating the way that we ride today. What was it like for the pioneers of cycling? To go out and brave roads that weren’t fit for a motor vehicle to travel on, let alone a bike. How would it have felt to ride out solo in the desert with only what they could carry. Not knowing if and when they could find any water, and whether they could return home alive.
Who were the pioneers of Australian cycling?
Follow the links below to read about stories of discovery, immense bravery, and even some stupidity.
Wendy Law & Shirley Duncan; the first women to cycle across the Nullarbor
Billie Samuel; set the fastest time from riding from Sydney to Melbourne in 1933
Ernie Old; a man who proved aged held no barriers to riding
Hubert Opperman; Australia’s greatest cyclist
Francis Birtles; one of the first Overlanders
Geoffrey Heintz; the youngest boy to ever ride from Sydney to Melbourne at ten years of age
Annie Londonderry; the first women to ride solo around the world
Joyce Barry; in the 1930’s she was Australia’s greatest women’s endurance rider
Ted Ryko in 1914 set out for the fastest time between Adelaide and Darwin
Joyce Barry is a female cyclist. Who was very athletic and excelled at a number of sports including foot running, walking, rifle shooting, dancing and skating. She is most acclaimed for her cycling during the 1930’s, and set a large number of record breaking times and distance records. Joyce was introduced to cycling at an early age. She was diagnosed with Pneumonia at age 15. The doctor suggested cycling as a way to nurse her back to health.
Born in 1919 Joyce grew up tall, standing 5 feet, 10 inches. Joyce was very focused on a healthy lifestyle and a balanced diet., and her natural athleticism was suited for the bike. Joyce came to the notice of Malvern Star bicycles which was run by Bruce Small who offered her a sponsorship. During pre-War Australia, endurance and long distance journeys were very popular. Malvern Star was very much involved in promoting Australian cycling. At the time were sponsoring one of Australia’s greatest cycling legends; Hubert Opperman.
To help develop their latest star. Hubert took Joyce under his wing and offered training and guidance to the up and coming star. Joyce was given the same 3 speed geared Marlvern Star bicycle that Hubert Opperman rode, and at times was referred to as “Missy Oppy”.
“Cycling on my ‘Malvern Star’ in the fresh open air keeps me slim and ensures that delightful bloom which no cosmetic could impart” – Joyce Barry
Bruce Small wanted his brand name to be associated with long distance records and with speed. Joyce was more than happy to deliver. She set a large number of Australian distance records including the fastest time between Sydney to Melbourne. She was quoted as saying after “I almost feel that I could turn round and ride straight back to Sydney”. On this occasion Joyce wore a yellow pullover and black shorts, and the press nicknamed her “The Flying Wasp”.
Joyce Barry’s records included:
Winning 11 open handicap and scratch races in succession during the 1936 N.S.W track season.
Establishing records between:
- Sydney to Wollongong
- Orange to Sydney; 270 km (10 hours, 19 minutes)
- Newcastle to Sydney; 168 km (6 hours 24 minutes)
- Bathurst to Sydney
- Stranthorpe to Brisbane ; 298 km (11 hours 46 minutes)
- Brisbane to Rockhampton; 777 km (79 hours 25 minutes)
- Sydney to Melbourne; 914 km (2 days 2 hours 47 minutes – total 3 hours sleep). Beating Billie Samuel’s previous record attempt by a massive 22 hours 38 minutes.
- Launceston-Hobart-Launceston; 394 km on 19 May 1938 Joyce broke the existing record of the women’s’ record by 2hr 53 mins
- October 1938 Joyce broke two State women’s un-paced road records in Western Australia from Bunbury to Perth
In November 1938. On the eve of attempting a record from Kalgoorlie to Perth. Joyce was riding with Hubert Opperman at a track. They were riding at fast speed when a child crossed the track. Opperman swerved out of the way, and into Joyce’s path. She collided with the rear wheel of Oppermans and suffered abrasions, shock and some concussion and was hospitalized. These injuries kept her off the bike for several months.
In September 1939 Joyce set out to establish a women’s seven day cycling record. This had not been officially done at this time. She rode a circular route around Sydney and its suburbs and ended up riding 1,782 km in total. Joyce may have gone on to be considered one of Australia’s greatest cyclists if it wasn’t for World War II which like many athletes spelled the end of their careers.
Joyce Barry passed away on November 23 1999 on her 80th birthday.
In 1935, aged 10 years of age. Geoffrey Heintz became the youngest ever rider to ride from Sydney to Melbourne. Completing this epic journey in 4 days 9 hours and 50 minutes. Geoffrey had been inspired by emulating Billie Samuel’s record breaking ride which she did in 1934.
Geoffrey rode daily in and around the Strzelecki Ranges near his hometown of Korromburra in Victoria. He had amazing strength and stamina for someone so young, and asked his parents if he could ride from Sydney to Melbourne. He was inspired to do this ride to emulate a hero of his. “Billie Samuel”. Who in 1934 set the record for the fastest time by a women to ride from Sydney to Melbourne.
The family approached an ex-professional rider; R.W “Fatty” Lamb. Who was one of the few Australian’s at that stage to have ridden in the Tour de France. Fatty was a mentor and coach to Geoff and put together the schedule and the plan for making this ride a successful one. Fatty was instrumental in getting sponsorship for the ride. He turned to Bruce Small. The owner of Malvern Star bicycles, who’s contribution to Australian cycling at the time was immense. Malvern Star sponsored a number of riders who went onto international fame. Bruce Small would have been highly dubious that a 10 year old boy could make such an epic journey. If one could he wanted to be part of it and put the money forward to make this ride possible. Sponsoring young Geoffery Heintz.
Geoffrey Heintz set out from Sydney at 8:20 am on January 1, 1935 (New Years Day). His parents accompanying him in a motor car.
The first leg of his journey he was accompanied by Arthur Gray. An ex-professional cyclist who rode with him out to Goulburn. Riding was tough with a number of dusty roads to contend with. Geoffrey wanted to continue riding, but was told to rest. ”Dad says I must stop here for the night. If I wasn’t so sleepy I wouldn’t be tired at all” – GH
Between Goulburn to Gundagain, Geoffrey rode on little sleep. Copped a fair amount of rain, and did it tough. Least of all having to ride through a swarm of grasshoppers at one point. “The grasshoppers were thick yesterday. Some children said they do not sting but they do. They hurt when they hit you on the face when you are riding hard. One made my eye sore so I put on my goggles. But they still stung my legs” – GH.
Geoffrey didn’t mind. He just wanted to visit the place where the dog sat on the tucker box.
The mini celebrity
Geoffrey Heintz was treated like a mini-celebrity in Albury, greeted by the deputy mayor (Alderman W Colley). Geoffrey was rapt that a number of boys and girls came out to ride with him and presented him with a silver cup.
“That is my first cup. If I show mum and dad I can ride like I do at Korumburra they promised I could be a racer and try to win other cups”. – GH
After leaving Albury Geoffrey was overcome by a violent storm which he bravely rode through. All of his clothes were soaked to the skin. Nearing Seymour he was forced to pull off the road. Shaking like a leaf, his family needed to light a fire to dry his clothes and restore some form of circulation.
“When I started I thought if a girl like Billie Samuel did not get tired, I wouldn’t.” – GH
Leaving Seymour Geoffrey set into a strong head wind. At times he could only manage 10 km/h. So fierce was the wind that on one occasion it blew him off his bicycle. Taking skin off his knees and elbows.
Malvern Star arranged for Australia’s number#1 cyclist Hubert Opperman and Billie Samuel to ride out and meet Geoffrey. They met him eight kilometres out of the city. They led the boy wonder into the heart of Melbourne.
Geoffrey Heintz arrived at the Elizabeth street Post Office at 6.10 pm on Saturday. One of his knee’s stiff from the cold, and most likely hurting from his crash near Seymour.
In 1935 this was an unbelievable feat. Geoffrey went from being a country boy, who was the son of a farmer to a hero. Geoffrey touched the hearts of those that met him throughout his travels. “I wonder if the people who wave to me know how far I am going. I mustn’t stop to tell everyone”. – GH
What did success taste like to Geoffrey Heintz?
“I had some Ice cream and cakes and tea from a flask. That’s why I like riding so well. Gee, no wonder Fatty and Oppy. Like breaking records. It’s great being fed on fruit, ice cream, chocolates, and all that other boys don’t get when they’re not breaking records”. – GH
“Yesterday I saw a swagman and he asked me where I thought I was going. I said to him I was riding to Melbourne. He said I was mad to think I could ride there. I told him I have more chance than he had. I bet he will still be walking when ‘Fatty’ meets me in Melbourne”. – GH
- The Western Argus, January 22 1935
- The Argus, Saturday January 5 1935
- The Sydney Morning Herald, Monday January 7 1935
- The Sydney Morning Herald, Monday January 7 1935
- Western Argus (Kalgoorlie, WA) January 22 1935
- Kalgoori Miner, January 15 1935
I was able to discover about this amazing ride from newspaper cuttings, and a diary. Which thankfully Geoffrey Heintz kept to document his epic ride. This is where I found the quotes for this piece.
Francis Birtles (7 November 1881 – 1 July 1941)
“Why the idea should ever have occurred to me to risk a ride on a bicycle over eight thousand miles of territory. Much of which was practically pathless would be hard to explain. The desire to do and dare something outside the hum-drum limits of city life urged me to blaze the trail” – Francis Birtles
Francis Birtles was known as “the Overlander” and set out to explore Australia by bike and by motor car in days gone by where much of Australia remained unexplored. Perth and Darwin were only accessible by boat, and in between was a vast wasteland with long stretches of land with virtually no habitation. Francis was born in Melbourne and was an Australian adventurer, photographer, cyclist, writer and filmmaker, who had a thirst for discovery and adventure, which led to him setting many long-distance cycling and driving records.
Francis explored some of Australia’s most remote and desolate places. Not being able to carry too many supplies Francis had to live off the land and used bushman skills to hunt and gather all of his food and water. Danger was a constant companion.
“No matter what happens be it rain, dust, wind, missed waterhole, breakdown or sickness itself. You must keep moving for delay may mean death” – FB.
Francis on occasions ran out of food and water. Had spears thrown at him. Dodged Crocodiles. Outran several bushfires, flash floods and survived several diseases such as Malaria which could have easily led to his death. Just a few of the dangers that Francis faced and survived. What was most remarkable was that he looked death in the face and just moved on. Nothing ever deterred him from his trips.
Francis came to fame on the bike when he set off from Fremantle (Western Australia) on 26 December 1905 to cycle to Melbourne. A journey of over 3,500 km across some of Australia’s most inhospitable area the Nullarbor Desert. This was the first west to east bicycle crossing of the country. Following this ride, in 1907-08, Francis cycled to Sydney and then, via Brisbane, Darwin, Alice Springs and Adelaide back to Sydney, and wrote a book on his adventures which he published in 1909; “Lonely Lands – through the heart of Australia”. A year where he set a new cycling record for the Fremantle to Sydney continental crossing.
The isolation and the unknown dangers that lurked around every corner. Francis spoke of it; “No wonder the place is known as the lonely land. The complete isolation is very depressing and it takes all one’s inner resource to preserve mental balance” – FB. Yet he felt more at home exploring on his own than of the company of a crowded city, and was drawn to the adventure. In 1910-11 Francis Birtles rode around Australia, and for part of this ride he was accompanied from Sydney to Darwin with a cameraman, who filmed a documentary “Across Australia” which was released the following year. On this journey from Fremantle to Sydney, Francis broke his previous records by riding in thirty-one days. His legend grew.
By 1912 Francis Birtles had cycled around Australia twice and had crossed the continent seven times, and had claimed to have ridden over 112,000km. It’s hard to imagine what it would have been like to explore Australia by bike back when there were no roads:
“in many places I would have to look for a path or push my bicycle though the scrub. Many times I have had to carry my bike, and with all the attached gear was no light task” – FB
One of Francis’s many terrifying experience on the bike was shortly before reaching the town of Gympie. Francis misjudged a bushfire which he couldn’t make out whether it was receding or advancing towards the road ahead. When he realised that the fire was heading straight for him he started to ride like a bat out of hell.
“The whole hillside resembled a city illuminated by night. With the fire gaining on me at every turn of my wheel as the hot breath of my opponent was already beginning to tell upon me. A red hot cinder struck my front tyre and burned it through. A few minutes later my back tyre burst & I was forced to dismount. Turning back was hopeless. Burning limbs were falling in all directions. I must admit I felt scared. I mounted my bike and rode on the rims and made a dash. Fear lent wings as I drove it frantically over every obstacle. My clothes were scorched & hair singed” – FB
Francis narrowly escaped with his life, but his ordeal was not yet over. Stranded 80km from the nearest town Gympie, Francis was forced to ride on his rims where possible. The rest of the time was spent walking or carrying his bike. Francis once said about himself: “for I am as hard as nails“. I wouldn’t disagree with him.
Motor Car Adventures
Birtles was most famous for his motor car adventures. He moved on from cycling and developed a love for the motor car and in the process set many speed records along the way. In 1912 Francis completed the first west-to-east crossing of the continent in a single-cylinder Brush car. Francis made numerous transcontinental crossings and it has been said that all up Francis may have completed between 70 -80 transontinental crossings by bike and by car.
Francis is best known as the first person to ever drive from London to Melbourne in 1928. This journey took him nine months to completed in ‘The Sundowner”, a car which you can see at the National museum in Canberra. In a Post World War I era this crossing was incredibly dangerous, none more-so than the crossing across Burma, who’s population at the time consisted of Cannibals & head hunters. Many explorers had visited the area, never to be seen alive again.
If you want to read about Francis amazing journeys by car click on this link to find out more.
Aged 15, Francis Birtles joined the merchant navy as an apprentice. In 1899 he jumped ship at Cape Town (South Africa) where he tried to enlist with Australian militia, Francis was attached to the Field Intelligence Department as part of a troop of irregular mounted infantry until May 1902. After a brief return to Australia, he joined the constabulary in the Transvaal as a mounted Police officer. He learned to use bushcraft skills in a semi-arid environment and undertook several cycling and photographic excursions, which provided him experience which helped in all of his future adventures. His service ended when he contracted blackwater fever.
Francis was fond of being called the “King of Arnheim Land”.
“Lonely Lands – through the heart of Australia”, copyright 1909 Alfred Cecil Rowlandson
“Francis Birtles – Australian adventures” by Warren Brown, copyright 2012 Hachette Ausralia
The First Woman to Travel around the world by bike
In the 1890’s women were still unable to cast a vote. Their role in society was little more than marry and raise children. To complete domestic duties without question or complaint. Annie Cohen Kopchovsky was one of the most celebrated women the 1890’s. She was not content to stay home and instead set out to ride around the world by bicycle. Just to win a bet.
Annie Londonderry was a Jewish immigrant to Boston, and had emigrated from what is now Latvia. At 18 years of age she married Max Kopchovsky, a peddler. Within the next four years they had three children. She wasn’t happy with domestic life being mother to a husband and three young children. And took upon on a wager to cycle around the world in 15 months and raise $5,000 along the way.
The story goes that two wealthy Bostonians were sitting around their club discussing the fairer sex. One asserted that the modern woman could do just about anything a man could. His companion took the bait. They shook on a wager that a woman could ride a bicycle around the world in 15 months and earn $5,000 along the way. Jules Verne’s 1873 novel “Around the World in Eighty Days” had ignited public interest in such an endeavor. Thomas Stevens had completed a similar feat by bike in 1887. The rules were that Annie had to earn her way around the globe. Had to travel with her bicycle. Could not accept gratuities. And had to do it alone. For proof she was to gather signatures along the way at the American Consulates.
On June 27, 1894, 24-year-old Kopchovsky hopped on her 42-pound Columbia woman’s bike. Annie was wearing the long skirt, corset and high collar of the time. She waved goodbye to her husband and three small children. As well as some fans from the local cycling club and headed to New York. One newspaper reported her departure saying she “sailed away like a kite down Beacon Street.” She carried with her only a change of clothes. A pearl-handled pistol and a lot of chutzpa.
Undaunted by the financial obstacle. Annie sold “billboard” space on her bicycle to the Londonderry Lithia Spring Water Company. Who offered her the sum of $100. In return for their sponsorship, she agreed to carry their placard on her bike and on her clothing. Annie also had to adopt the name “Annie Londonderry”. This made her one of the first athletes to benefit from product endorsement and advertising. Lithia Waters were a health craze in the 1880’s and 1890’s. They were made commercially by adding lithium carbonate to water. Annie also paid her way by clerking and lecturing.
It took Annie almost 3 months to reach Chicago and she was almost ready to give up. She was heading into the winter season and was not suitable to ride through. Annie needed a new strategy. It was incredibly challenging to ride a bike in women’s clothing. Annie changed her bike for a lighter men’s frame. Then donned men’s trousers (called bloomers at the time) for the remainder of the trip. She also reversed course back to New York and took a steamer to Europe instead.
A masterful self-promoter, Londonderry spun wild and often conflicting tales to newspapers about her route, and even her background. Over the course of her journey. Annie claimed to be an orphan, an accountant, an affluent heiress, a Harvard medical student, a lawyer, the relative of a congressman, and perhaps most curiously the inventor of a new form of stenography. Readers and reporters couldn’t get enough, and she soon became an international sensation. Her tall tales of brushes with death, frozen rivers, German royalty, dangerous superstition, and vicious tigers were recounted in newspapers far and wide. This was all part of the savvy businesswoman’s plan. Along with the Londonderry spring water placard, she sold more ad space on her bike. But that’s not all. Having cultivated controversy and celebrity. Annie Londonderry also arranged for paid appearances, & sold promotional photographs of herself to fans eager to be a part of her adventure.
Annie sailed to Le Havre, France, arriving there in early December. Things did not go well at first. Her bike was impounded by customs officials. Her money was stolen, and the French press declared that she was too muscular to be a woman. Assigning her to the category of “neutered beings.” Somehow she was able to turn things around. Despite inclement weather, she made it from Paris to Marseilles in two weeks via cycling and train. In Marseille, Londonderry (as she was now known) boarded the steamship “Sydney.” Ports of call included Alexandria, Colombo, Singapore, Saigon, Hong Kong, Shanghai, Nagasaki and Kobe. To prove that she had actually been there, she had to get the signature of the United States Consul in each location.
From there she caught a steamboat across the Mediterranean. Heading to Asia. Since the wager never stipulated how much bike riding she had to do. Annie covered a lot of the distance on ships, occasionally getting off to ride around ashore. She stopped in Palestine, Egypt and Arabia, before landing in Singapore. Londonderry became a real entrepreneur. She kept herself going with income from displaying advertising banners on her bike and her person and telling her story. Telling the truth was less important than fundraising, and she concocted many stories about her background. In France she intrigued people with tales of being an orphan, an accountant, a wealthy heiress, a lawyer, a Harvard medical student, the inventor of a new method of stenography, the cousin of a U.S. congressman and the niece of a U.S. senator. In addition she sold promotional photos, silk handkerchiefs, souvenir pins and autographs.
Return to America
Londonderry returned to America via the San Francisco harbor on March 23, 1895. From there she pedaled to Los Angeles and then through Arizona and New Mexico to El Paso. She headed north and arrived in Denver on August 12 and then continued on to Cheyenne where she jumped on a train that carried her through Nebraska. From there she hopped back on the bike bound for Chicago, where she arrived on September 12. It’s assumed that she rode the train home to Boston where she arrived on September 24. 15 months from when she left.
During her trip across America. Annie Londonderry captivated audiences with stories from exotic places. She earned enough money from her lectures to supplement the other earnings and make the $5,000 as required in the challenge. Annie described hunting tigers with German royalty in India and a brush with death, nearly being killed by “Asiatics” because they thought she was an evil spirit. She became involved in the Sino-Japanese war of 1895. On the front lines she fell through a frozen river and ended up in a Japanese prison with a bullet wound in her shoulder. Whether true or invented, audiences loved her tales and the press ate them up. Luckily for Annie it was easy to lie to reporters. In the mid 1890’s, it was very difficult for a reporter of the time to verify a story, and often would take people at face value.
After returning to Boston, Londonderry was accused of traveling more “with” a bicycle than “on” one, but that didn’t dampen the enthusiasm for her achievements. On October 20, 1895 the New York World described her trip as “the most extraordinary journey ever undertaken by a woman.” Both the newspaper and Londonderry wanted to cash in further on her triumph, so she accepted the offer to write feature articles under the by-line “The New Woman.” Seeing more potential from her peddling adventure than in her husband’s peddling business. Annnie moved her family to New York for her new journalism career. Her first article was about her round-the-world bicycle adventure. “I am a journalist and ‘a new woman,’ ” she wrote, “if that term means that I believe I can do anything that any man can do.”
Annie Londonderry was a one woman travelling show. For its time, and what Annie set out to achieve. Particularly with women’s liberation it was a truly remarkable journey. Annie experienced much success, and became a legend in many regards. Whilst many applauded and revered her. There were also the sceptics that saw through the trail of lies and deceptions that she wove, and saw her for what she was. A charlatan. Annie simply got caught up in her own lies, and did an injustice to all that she achieved. It was hard in the end to discern fact from fiction, which made it difficult to believe anything of what she was saying.
The lies were designed to make her journey all the more epic. This would mean more people would love her, and respect what she was doing, and make it easier for her to make more money along the way. The trouble was she forgot the lies she was spreading and continually contradicted herself.
The biggest lie, may have been the bet itself. Annie never said who had offered the bet, and there was no evidence that a bet had ever occurred. There were a number of people during the time that had lied about similar bets designed to scam people out of money on their journeys. It was also necessary for Annie to justify travelling around the world on her own. It was not seen as proper for a woman of the time to be travelling on their own, by bike around the world. This may explain the lies. If the whole trip was based on a lie, then what difference would it make if the rest was also a lie?
It was in incredibly difficult undertaking for a woman of Annie’s age to travel solo around the world. She was visiting unfamiliar and often dangerous places, and only spoke English, and had difficulty communicating overseas. Annie succeeded in getting fame, fortune and from accounts, Annie became a very strong and experienced rider and you could argue that her trip was a major success.
Annie moved her family to New York where, for a brief time, she wrote a newspaper column under the title “The New Woman”. The fame didn’t last and she soon faded from public attention. The fame and fortune that Annie gained from her ride led her towards being a very successful businesswoman in future years. Annie died in relative obscurity in 1947.
Around the World on Two Wheels: Annie Londonderry’s Extraordinary Ride, Peter Zheutlin 2007
New England Historical Society
Sir Hubert Ferdinand Opperman
29 May 1904 – 18 April 1996
Hubert Opperman is a legend of Australian cycling, who earned the nickname “Oppy”. He had an incredible 21 year career where he won a record four Australian Road Championships. With more than 50 major road races and hundreds of track events in Australia and Europe. Breaking dozens of world records in the process. Opperman continued riding all the way up until his 90th birthday until his wife convinced him to stop.
Hubert Opperman travelled to Europe during the late 20’s and early 30’s where he achieved much of his fame.
Bol d’Or 24 hour classic
Hubert Opperman’s has done many amazing rides. His most legendary ride was in the The Bol D’or (Bowl of Gold). This was a prestigious French 24 hour event which he participated in 1928. This was held at the Vélodrome Buffalo in Paris. Early on into the ride Oppy took the race lead until his chain on his Malvern Star snapped about an hour into the ride. He rolled to the centre of the track where his manager quickly gave him his spare bike. Soon the chain soon broke on that one too. Sabotage was suspected.
They figured that the chains may have been filed down which caused them to break.
Oppy’s manager had to scramble to find another bike for him to race on. They were able to use Oppy’s French interpreter’s bike. This was a heavy touring bike and as race bikes go was a piece of shit! It had heavy mudguards and wheels. A lamp was attached and the handlebars were upturned which made riding it awkward. Worse of all was that it had very low gears. So he was unable to sustain the kinds of speeds that other riders were achieving. This didn’t deter Oppy from giving his heart and soul to give his mechanic time to fix the chain. By this stage Oppy had lost over an hour to this tragedy and was 20 laps behind the leaders. Things were looking grim.
He was not happy at all about being sabotaged. Which fuelled him to pull something special out and rode 17 hours straight. Smashing out an incredible 950 km’s and not only won. But won by a staggering 30 minutes in front of a 50,000 strong crowd who were screaming out “Allez Oppy”. The legend was born.
The French fell in love with his spirit and tenacity on the bike. In 1928 he was voted Europe’s most popular sportsman in a poll of more than 500,000 readers from the French sporting journal L’Auto.
The Paris-Brest-Paris tour is one of the oldest bicycling events and was first run in 1891. Paris-Brest was an “épreuve,” a test of the bicycle’s reliability. It is a long-distance cycling event which was once a very prestigious event.
Oppy raced in the 1931 edition which was 1,162 km in length. The weather was horrible with riders encountering gales and heavy rain throughout the first day. Opperman later recalled: ‘I was wretched with fatigue….For hours I fought against the insidious onset of sleep. I whistled and shouted; I strove to think of anything so that Morpheus would not clutch me too fiercely…it was agony.’ On the second morning, five men including Oppy had managed to break away. Oppy made several attacks until one finally succeeded. With 56 km to go was hoping to win the race solo. He managed to get a 3 minute advantage at one stage but his lead slowly dwindled down and he was caught with 5 km to go. Sitting back in the bunch as they approached the Velodrome Buffalo. Oppy’s manager, Bruce Small, had been screaming from the car:
“Oppy, ride like the devil!”
Oppy sprinted 200 metres from the line and held enough momentum to win by two lengths. There were forty thousand spectators screaming adulation. Opperman was the first non-European to win the Paris-Brest-Paris race. Setting a course record of 49 hours & 23 minutes in the process. This cemented his reputation as being one of the greatest endurance athletes of his time.
Tour de France
Hubert Opperman participated in two editions of the Tour de in 1928 and 1931.
He managed to finish in 18th place in the 1928 tour under difficult circumstances. Oppy was already at a disadvantage against many of the strong European teams. Australia only fielded 4 riders that year, where most of the other teams were able to field 10. It was a tough race and there was a high attrition rate with only 39 riders out of the original 169 riders finishing that year’s event. Opperman said that the Tour was the hardest ride he’s ever done and nothing ever compared after. He could easily match the pace on the flats, but it was the Alps that brought him undone. He had no experience climbing at altitude. Remarking at how poor the road conditions were and without local knowledge all he could do was watch as riders flew off down the road.
De Latour wrote: “It is the sight of the poor lonely Opperman being caught day after day by the various teams of 10 super-athletes”.
In 1931 Australia teamed up with Switzerland to form a much stronger team. Even though Oppy suffered several accidents and experienced dysentery during the tour he came 12th overall.
World War II
With the outbreak of World War II. Hubert Opperman enlisted in the Royal Australian Air Force and served between 1940 -1945. Rising to the rank of flight lieutenant. He raced briefly after the war but retired from racing in 1947 and moved onto politics. He joined the Liberal Party and in 1949 was elected to the Victorian electorate of Corio in Geelong. Serving in parliament for 17 years. After his retirement from politics in 1967 he was appointed as Australia’s first High Commissioner to Malta. And was knighted in 1968. In his retirement, Oppy published his autobiography “Pedals, Politics and People”. Opperman was recognised by his achievements being inducted into the Sporting Hall of Fame.
Sir Hubert Opperman passed away a month before his 92nd Birthday whilst riding his exercise bike. His son Ian Opperman said: “They reckon he had a smile on his face. It’s how he would have wanted to die. In the saddle.”
Hubert Opperman died a true cycling legend!
Here is but a small list of Hubert Opperman’s amazing achievements:
- He is the only rider to have won the Australian National Road race title four times
- He won the Warrnambool to Melbourne Classic on three occasions
- In 1927 he won the Dunlop Grand Prix which is a 1,111 km race over four stages
- 18th overall at the 1928 Tour de France
- 1928 won the Bol d’Or 24 hour classic
- He won the Goulburn to Sydney Classic on three occasions
- 12th overall at the 1931 Tour de France
- In 1931 won the 1931 Paris-Brest-Paris tour (1,162 km) setting a then record time of 49 hours & 23 minutes
- Completed 1,000km’s in 24 hours at the Melbourne Motordrome in 1932
- In 1935 he won a 24 hour ride called “The Cycling Ashes” in England, which coincided with the 1935 cricket ‘Ashes’ series’.
- Hubert was given the honor of being the first cyclist to ride over the newly opened Sydney Harbour Bridge in 1933
- In 1940 Opperman set 100 distance records in a 24-hour race at Sydney. Many of these were not broken until decades later.
- In 2000 he was honoured by leading the Sydney 2000 Olympic cycling team through the Sydney Harbour Tunnel
The Sir Hubert Opperman Trophy
Since 1958. The best all-round performing cyclist each year has been presented with a trophy for the Australian Cyclist of the Year. This is awarded to the cyclist who not only has an excellent performance during the year. But also displays a high level of sportsmanship and is an ambassador for the sport of cycling. Previous winners include Robbie McCewan, Simon Gerrans & Tour de France winner Cadel Evans.
Australian Sporting Hall of Fame
Sir Hubert Opperman was Inducted into The Sport Australia Hall of Fame in 1985 . As an Athlete Member for his contribution to the sport of cycling and was Elevated to “Legend of Australian Sport” in 1993.
Cycling Australia’s Tour de France squad of the century
Sir Hubert Opperman was not only included in this prestigious squad. But was named team captain in recognition of all of his cycling achievements
Audax Australia runs an annual event called the Fleche Opperman All Day Trial aka “the Oppy”. This is a 24-hour team time trial for teams of three to five bicycles. To finish each time must ride at least 360km and finish at a designated location in each state.
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I was recently climbing the Burwood Hill on the Eastlink Trail. The climb is about 300 metres in length with an average gradient of 6%. I was absolutely fanging it & flying up that hill sitting on a little over 35kmph. My legs were on fire and my lungs were bursting and I was wondering how much longer I could keep that pace up for. I was in disbelief as a rider glided past me on my right side. I was flying and my first thought was I was getting taken, yet I noticed the guy wasn’t even pedalling & there wasn’t a bead of sweat on his head. He must have been doing well over 40kmph & you could hear the humming of a motor powering his bike. Not happy Jan!
Some people will go to extreme measures for some gain and it made me wonder how long people have been looking for that extra oomph. I began to do some research and learned that this sort of thing has been going on for a long time. I discovered a gent by the name of Richter Raketenrad. We’ve all thought of ways of tinkering with our bikes to get that little extra performance out. Richter had a serious need for speed and went above and beyond to get that extra Strava juice.
So in 1931, German engineer Richter Raketenrad toyed with the idea of a super powered bicycle and added not one or two but twelve rockets (yes, explosive devises) to the rear end of his bike and called his device the “Raketenrad.” A white box was attached to the frame which contained the battery used to ignite the rockets which used solid fuel (which could blow up). You’d hope that that steel frame between the rockets & Richter was pretty strong…….
Today the thought of attaching explosive devises to the back of your bike may seem a tad bit dangerous, and you’d probably want to make sure your will & testament were filled out before you try this. Apparently rocket propulsion was all the rage in Germany back in the 1930’s. People actually attached rockets, which as mentioned may be considered slightly dangerous, to skates (both roller and ice), cars, boats and bicycles.
Well as the story goes “don’t try this at home fellas! I’m a trained professional!”. Richter tested his rocket bike at the Avus racetrack in Berlin. The rockets ignited and he went flying at incredible speeds and reportedly managed to reach a speed of close to 100kmph. You could imagine the adrenaline rush that this would have given Richter. The world would have been flying by at a million miles an hour and Richter was living the dream.
That was until he lost control and was thrown off as his precious rockets exploded (see images below).
Except for his pride, thankfully Richter wasn’t too seriously injured
Author: Aaron Cripps
Two Wheels to Adventure. The first women to cycle across the Nullarbor
In 1946 two Melbourne girls made the journey of a lifetime and touched the heart & souls of Australia in a time when it needed it the most. It was post World War II and Australia was suffering from depression & desperately needed a hero to give them hope. Australia found not one but two in Wendy Law (19 y.o) & Shirley Duncan (21 y.o). These young women planned on spending 6 months touring around Australia, but underestimated how much fun they would have. Their adventure kept on rolling for four years until they rolled back into Melbourne in April 1949.
“We have a love of travel and thirst for adventure. Travelling the country by bike is much more interesting, seeing the country first hand, meeting local people and gathering experiences” – Shirley Duncan
Before their epic adventure begun, Wendy & Shirley were already experienced cyclists. The girls had travelled extensively around Victoria to Adelaide and also toured Tasmania in order to prepare themselves for the journey to come. Peter’s ice-cream offered them a unique sponsorship of unlimited ice-cream for the duration of their trip. Peter’s gave them a letter which they could take to any distributor entitling the distributor to bill Peter’s directly for any ice-cream the girls would eat. You can pretty much guess what their staple diet for the journey was.
Malvernstar also sponsored the journey providing their bikes and servicing along the way. The girls had nothing in the way of money and to help fund the trip so they took on a job selling magazine subscriptions to fund their trip.
They also took on odd jobs throughout the trip with each odd job becoming an adventure in itself.
The girls Aussie adventure became legend and Wendy & Shirley became mini-celebrities with their trip receiving much publicity. They would be interviewed by local newspapers. Do radio interviews, and do talks for schools, churches and community organisations. Their journey was put in the national spotlight when their trip was featured on the Movietone News, which was played all around the country at the movie theatres (see You tube clip below). Their success helped them along the way as they used their fame to help them meet many lifetime friends along the way. Ordinary Aussie’s welcomed the girls into their hearts and their homes. The girls did not need to buy a meal for the first 2 & a half years. Now that’s a testimony to the great Aussie spirit!
Touring on 2 wheels gave the girls a first hand view of what the country had to offer. Wendy & Shirley went rock climbing, shooting, caving, skiing, and were even taught how to fly a plane at one stage. They were in no hurry to end their adventure, so it took them a year to make it up to Brisbane.
This is where both of the girls fell in love.
Not with a smelly hairy Swagman, but with a 6 month old cattle dog, who they found at the “Happy Dog”, where they bought a small six month old blue cattle-dog who they named Peter in honour of their sponsorship with ice-cream company Peter’s. Peter was to remain with the girls for the remainder of their journey and travelled with the girls in a cardboard box, flimsily tied to the front of one of their bikes.
The girls continued on their way and spent some time in Darwin before heading south to Adelaide where they caught up with family. They spent a fair bit of time there before setting off for arguably the hardest part of their journey. The thought of being the first female cyclists to ride across the Nullarbor Desert. They worked hard to save up £15 passage across to Perth where the plan was to cycle back to Melbourne.
“Between us and Perth lay a five-hundred mile desert known as the Nullarbor Plain. Flat, empty and treeless. With a fairly good road we knew that we could ride it“.
Back in the late 40’s the road across the Nullarbor was little more than a goat track, and a challenge to drive a motor vehicle across. It was definately n0t a road designed with cyclists in mind. “The road ran straight ahead in an unwavering line, growing thinner and thinner. Although it looked flat, we seemed to be pushing a continual incline, to the horizon“. The going was hard and although the girls grew weary, they were unable to take proper rest breaks along the way as there were no trees with which they could lean their bicycles.
“The bikes were so heavily laden that if one fell over it took two of us to lift it, so if we lain them both down we could never have got them up again, except by untying all of the luggage. So we rested standing up holding the bikes“.
There were sections which left them pushing through mud & gunk. The Nullarbor Desert tested the girls physically and mentally. At times they even feared for their survival “we would become so worked up by all these tragic possibilities we almost cried. Almost devoid of vegetation. We had no idea of judging how far we had ridden“. Then there were the nights. On the odd night where they weren’t able to make it to a station and had to sleep under the stars they experienced a new type of cold; “I was colder than I have been in my life. Whoever said “the sands of the desert grow cold” knew what he was talking about”.
The Nullarbor was an ordeal and they were relieved when it was over. “By the time we reached Colon we had ‘had’ the Nullarbor and hardships and loneliness. All we wanted was to get back to civilization and to home“. Although when asked by a reporter asked if they were sorry that they attempted it? They replied;
“Good heavens, no. Now it’s over and we are very glad we did it. We can look back and laugh about this for the rest of our lives“.
Two Wheels to Adventure
Between 1946 and 1948 Wendy & Shirley travelled over 18,000 km’s around Australia. Shirley Duncan published a book on their adventures in 1957 which she named “Two Wheels to Adventure”. Their ability to always see the best in life was truly remarkable, and we can all learn from their ambitious spirits and the way they managed to laugh off some of their bad experiences.
“Gympie was a cyclist’s nightmare. Never did I see such ghastly hills! Some of the streets looked almost perpendicular. In Proserpine the road was so ghastly that Peter in his box was being shaken to jelly, so we decided to let him run alongside us. He had grown almost too big for the box anyway”.
All great journeys must come to an end, and when the dynamic duo reached home they received a mighty reception in Melbourne.
A huge crowd gathered in front of the Melbourne Post Office to welcome them home. Wendy & Shirley rode into a sea of family and friends and well wishers. The media was on hand with cameras flashing and newspaper men on hand to interview the returning heroes. The radio was also on hand and 3AW broadcasted the event.
“As we stand here beneath the big clock in the heart of Melbourne it gives me a great thrill to welcome back these two adventurous young ladies after the bicycle trip of-how far was it, girls? – eleven thousand miles.” – 3AW
Wendy & Shirley were best of friends and shared a tale of adventure and made their dream a reality. “whenever we disagreed about anything – which was seldom, as our tastes were astonishingly similar – we settled it by tossing a coin, which Wendy always seemed to win”. Their journey was an experience which took them to some truly remarkable places, and they met some wonderful people along the way “we might have been in danger of starving to death on our budget of five schillings per day. People seldom allowed us to buy a meal. I cannot over-praise the generous hospitable folk we met on our tour.”
Their journey was shared with Peter. They say that a dog is “a man’s best friend”, but Peter was the girl’s. “Peter thoroughly enjoyed this new experience, bounding far ahead of the bicycles, then looking back to make sure we were following. We hated to see Peter grow up. He was the cutest pupply in the world and we wanted him to never change. Each day was a new adventure, and whenever we loaded up our bicycles, he jumped joyfully around us“.
We can look back in hind site, and marvel at what Wendy & Shirley achieved under extraordinary circumstances. They cycled through much isolation and there were numerous times when they ran out of food & water. The bikes that they used weighed in excess of 30 – 40 kg’s with their packs, and their bikes had neither brakes nor gears. They laughed at how they would roll down a hill and then walk up another.
Their ride was a success, despite the fact that they encountered a number of potentially dangerous circumstances. On a ride in the forests towards Hobart (Tasmania) for instance they found themselves riding straight into a bushfire “On either side of the road trees blazed, shooting out sparks. Darkness turned the bushfire into a spectacular fireworks display”.
It was common for the girls to laugh off any danger.
Sadly their trip was also marred by two attacks. The first attack took place near Mount Kosciuszko and thankfully neither were injured. In the second attack Shirley Duncan was sleeping in a Church Hall in Darwin. She was woken in the middle of the night. She recalled: “Peter our dog was barking like mad’ and she was confronted by a man who grabbed her around the throat. Shirley screamed and he said, “Shut up or I’ll kill you!”. Shirley’s screams & her dog’s barking woke the minister who came to her aide saving her.
“The police recommended we bought a little revolver,” Ms Duncan said. “But we were more afraid of it than anyone else. We practised shooting gum trees.”
Much to Ms Duncan’s disgust, the man was fined £10 for unlawful entry but only £5 for molesting her.
Wendy & Shirley’s tale of adventure is a tale which should inspire all of us to get out on our bikes and to live the dream…….
- Two wheels to adventure : through Australia by bicycle / by Shirley Duncan, Publisher: London : George G. Harrap, 1957
For those interested in reading more about this story, Wendy Law published “With Bags and Swags: Around Australia in the Forties” in 2008 and you can still order a copy of this book online.
Ernie Old had an amazing story to tell. Aged in his 70’s they wouldn’t let him race bikes. Ernie tried to enlist to fight in World War II and was told that he was too old. Wanting to prove that age held no barriers. Ernie challenged himself to ride from Melbourne to every state capital. He accomplished this amazing feat before his 76th birthday, and became a celebrity. He continually challenged himself to do more and more epic rides. Over the next 10 years he continued to explore all around Australia. Making his last marathon ride from Melbourne to Bendigo in 1960. Aged 86.
Ernie is one of the pioneers of Australian cycling. And proved that travelling the vast spaces of Australia by bike was possible and enjoyable at any age.
The early years
Ernie Old was born in Blackwood (Victoria) in 1874. At an early age fell in love with cycling and would race any chance he got. At the age of 28 Ernie enlisted to join the Boer War in South Africa in February 1902. His service lasted just three months before the war ended. Ernie survived the war without seeing any action. And was delighted to be home.
In December 1914, soon after the outbreak of World War I. Ernie enlisted to join the great war. Where he joined the 13th Light Horse Regiment. He was sent to Gallipoli. One of the Wars most bloody battles on 4 September 1915 where he was stationed on the front. Ernie reflected; “I had a good look over no man’s land. The scene was strangely lifeless, no sign of moving at all. Here and there huddled forms of poor soldiers from either side who had fallen there”.
No one was able to retrieve the bodies of the dead. “Anything moving out in no man’s land at once came under deadly fire”. Ernie was lucky to survive numerous near death experiences. “If you raised your head above the sand bags your ‘expectation of life’ would be about 1 ½ minutes. I got used to the close and deadly hiss as the bullets passed overhead”.
Ernie survived Gallipoli where over 100,000 from both sides perished during the bloody battle. Gallipoli was lost and the Allies retreated and Ernie evacuated with the rest of the Allies. After a brief spell of rest Ernie was sent to France to fight. Ernie was severely wounded on November 14th 1916 at Flers. This was a pivotal battle against the German 1st Army. Where Tanks were introduced for the first time. Ernie was evacuated and spent over a year at various hospitals recuperating.
The return home
Ernie arrived home and found a large number of friends very glad to see him safely home. He reflected that “There are no words which could tell how absolutely lovely it was to come home safely back out of the senseless turmoil of the war years and find my family all well” – Ernie Old
Whilst none of us could possibly imagine the horrors that Ernie endured. You have to respect his priorities upon returning home: “I found to great joy that my wounds did not trouble me so much in cycling as in walking. I soon cycled quite a lot, and was soon back in reasonably good form” – Ernie Old
Once a cyclist, always a cyclist.
World War 2
With the outbreak of World War 2. Having valuable war experience Ernie put his hand up to enlist to fight in World War 2. At 65 years of age was told he was too old to fight. He wasn’t happy. Ernie wasn’t allowed to fight in the war but helped in other ways. His experience as a blacksmith landed him a job on munitions work. In a Government ordnance Factory at Maribyrnong. Ernie would help develop the weapons to fight the Axis. He was as fit as a fiddle and wasn’t happy that people considered him too old. Ernie felt that he had a point to prove that age was no barrier to maintaining a high level of fitness.
“I had in mind for some years the project of taking a cycle ride to Sydney and back. Having stood up to the long rides so well that I had no doubt that I could average 160km for long periods. I felt sure that by riding a good part of each night I could do this, as I had never in all my life been so exhausted that I had to stop” – Ernie Old
The start of something big
At age 72. Ernie Old completed his ride from Melbourne to Sydney return a in little under seven days. He proved that age held no barrier when you set your mind to a dream. His ride received much publicity, and he gave numerous interviews. This was just the beginning and became famous for his amazing cycling adventures. Between 1945 and 1952. Ernie completed eight marathon bike rides around Australia. Across some very rough & dangerous countryside. Back in the late 1940’s. Australia was a much different place than it is today. Much of Australia was isolated. There was large distances to travel in-between towns which also made his journey perilous at times.
The Nullarbor Desert
Ernie almost perished on his journey across the Nullarbor Desert. He hit a bad stretch of road.
“many sharp flints cut through my tyres and tubes several times per day. I had a busy time fixing them. This delayed me so much that I was on the road for four days and nights without seeing anyone at all. Having lost so much time to repairing tyres that I had to ride late at night. I lost so much time that I pass Balledonia station in the dark without seeing it. To add to my troubles I ran out of food and had to ride nearly 320km to Noresman with nothing at all to eat, and only billy tea with one tin of condensed milk and some sugar to drink. Two long days against a strong wind with no solid food whatever. Luckily I had plenty of water” – Ernie Old
Life of the bike
Ernie Old spent 10 years exploring much of Australia. For years he was told what he couldn’t do. He was told that he was too old. Ernie showed the world what he could by riding all the way up to the ripe age of 86. With his last big ride from Melbourne to Bendigo in 1960. Ernie gave up much leaving friends and family for long periods at a time. Luckily he didn’t have any regrets. He had the time of his life.
“One man asked. ‘don’t you get lonely on all these long rides all by yourself?”. “Oh, no” I replied. “There is always something interesting to see. After my ride I was at liberty to go home and join my own family, which I was very glad to do. I had not seemed to be really absent while away, as news of my progress came cross the air at frequent intervals assuring people at home that all was well” – Ernie Old
Ernie Old passed away on 11 August 1962 in his home at Murrumbeena, Melbourne. He was buried in the New Cheltenham cemetery.
If you ever faced with a barrier which stops you from achieving a goal. Remember that good ole Ernie Old has put you to shame. You should take a leaf out of his book that you’re never too old to chase a dream.
Here is but a short list of just some of the amazing adventures that Ernie did:
- A 1,828 km return journey from Melbourne to Sydney in nine days
- A 1,831 km return journey from Melbourne to Adelaide in eight days (1946)
- In 1946 Ernie rode 412 km in 24 hours to raise funds for the Royal Children’s Hospital in Melbourne
- A 4,025 km return journey to Brisbane in twenty-three days in 1947
- Ernie rode 9,650 km in 56 days, through Adelaide on the way to Darwin, then returning to Melbourne via Mount Isa, Brisbane and Sydney in 1947
- A 7,250 km return journey from Melbourne to Perth in 1948
- Ernie published his Autobiography“By Bread Alone” (Melbourne, 1950).
- In 1951-52 Ernie rode 9,650 km in 102 days. He first rode to Fremantle and back, and then continued to Sydney via Canberra and then back to Melbourne
- Ernie completed an outback ride in 1957. At the young age of 83 climbed Ayers Rock (Uluru)
- In 1959 Ernie cycled across Tasmania