Who was the cyclist bound north to see the championships that got somewhat be lated at or near Timaru, and had to make intense muscular exertions to reach his de parting brother wheelmen, his efforts being considerably hampered by two stalwart railway porters acting as brakes on both sides of him ? It was, I believe, simply another case of Otago’s bone and muscle making hacks of everything. Junior Deputy-captain Muir of the O.C.C. informs me that a number of cyclists will leave Dunedin next Wednesday for the Taieri, visiting the Wairongoa mineral springs if time permit. He will be very pleased to have the company of any other riders who like to join the crowd. It is proposed to have tea at Moegiel, and return to Dunedin just before dusk. Two gigantic specimens of North Island wheelmen have been touring Otago lately. They rode from Christchurch to Dunedin, and then took the Goldfields route to the Lakes, returning to Dunedin via Waimea Plains and Core. They say they will never tackle the Glut ha River route again, because they found the Central Otago roads the worst in New Zealand. Why don’t the people of Roxburgh, Alexandra, Clyde, Cromwell, and Queenstown waken up to matters that concern their own interests? They are about as slow as the Boers of South Africa. These two tourists, Messrs Puckle and Wilson, belong to Pahiatua, and are now returning home from Dunedin by slow stages, in order to indulge in the gentle sport of fishing whenever they reach a good river be tween here and Christchurch. They say that they had the good fortune to meet with a* gale—a fair one, of course—which blew them from Athol, near Kingston, to Clinton at such a rate that they had co put on their brakes going up hill—a positive fact, they assured me. The gale was strong enough to uproot the trees at Riversdale and Lums den. At Queenstown their trip was marred by bad weather ; but what could one ex pect if the place was as they said—swarming with newly-married couples. Jupiter, I suppose, was amorously jealous, and just thought they were too confoundedly happy for mortals, and that he would dilute their earthly bliss with a little cold water. I have received a complaint from a rider who took part in the D. A. A.C. sports ou the Carisbrook Ground. 