Australian Madman
In the world of cycling, there are all kinds of riders, each with their own special brand of suffering.
The cyclocrossers? They’re mud-slinging lunatics who treat an hour of high-intensity pain like a fun afternoon romp. The track racers? Imagine a caffeinated greyhound sprinting inside a wooden fishbowl—that’s them. Spring classic riders? These maniacs eat cobblestones for breakfast and consider freezing rain “ideal racing conditions.” Gravel racers? They’re the rock stars of cycling, riding on dirt and looking effortlessly cool while doing it (mullet preferred). The creme de la creme of the professional peloton are the skinny and tiny jockeys competing for the pink, yellow, or red GC jerseys of the grand tours, with Tadej as the leader of the pack.
And then, there is Lachlan Morton, graveler, king of rock, and and Australia’s cycling equivalent of Crocodile Dundee on two wheels.
The Great Southern Country, a documentary of Lachlan Morton’s Around Australia Record, showcases just how outrageously mad he really is. Four consecutive Tour de Frances? No problem. 400-600 kilometers per day? Light work. 12-16 hours on the bike, every. single. day. for 30 days? Absolutely bonkers.
If you ever think riding a stationary bike in the gym for an hour is tough and boring, just throw this on in the background and prepare to feel very, very soft.