I watched the old classic, “Priscilla Queen of the Desert” the other day and then decided that my trusty bike, who features a lot in these blog posts, should have a name that sets her apart.

She’s carried me far and wide, without flat tyre or clunky chain, and last week we moseyed along the beautiful heritage trail that runs from Denmark to Nornalup. We ended up at Crusoe Beach, a deserted and romantic spot about 7 kms from Denmark.

If I’d had a bottle of champagne to crash against her ample bow in a grand naming ceremony, I would have (actually no, I probably would have preferred to drink it instead).

So anyway, Priscilla Queen of the Trail was suggested. What do you think?

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