The 2022 Melburn Roobaix: Soggy, slippery, delightful

There aren’t many cycling events like FYXO’s Melburn Roobaix. Held in the suburbs of Melbourne’s inner north, this recreational ride is a day of fun, exploration, and discovery that attracts a diverse array of the city’s many cycling subcultures.

A full decade has passed since my last visit to the ‘Hell of Northcote’ so I was excited to return this past weekend to see whether Melburn Roobaix is still as great as I remembered. I wasn’t disappointed.

Folks gather at the start.

The format of Melburn Roobaix is really simple. Turn up at the start, grab a map, then head out to ride a bunch of cobblestone alleyways, bike tracks, and dirt paths around Melbourne, before reconvening at the Brunswick Velodrome to celebrate a day of “being big kids on bikes”.

While it’s inspired by the legendarily difficult pro race Paris-Roubaix, Melburn Roobaix is decidedly more chill. In fact there’s not even really a set route. The map contains a serving suggestion, but riders are free to link the cobblestone sectors in any way they please … or skip a bunch of sectors and spend the day drinking with mates instead. Both are valid ways to ride Roobaix.

I was lucky enough to spend my 2022 Melburn Roobaix riding with my old friend Andy van Bergen plus the lovely Paddy and Katie (plus their 15-month-old Edie in a trailer Paddy was towing!) After meeting at the start, we set off to tackle the day’s 11 cobblestone sectors and the kilometres of bike paths, backstreets, and dirt tracks in between.

I was riding my Cannondale Synapse with 28 mm Panaracer GravelKing slicks and while that was the most rugged option available to me on the day, it took approximately five minutes to realise I needed grippier rubber … and more of it. At the first sign of a slick, soggy dirt track I was fish-tailing all over the place, losing traction, and generally scaring myself every few seconds. It was glorious.


I’m not going to give you a full breakdown of every cobbled sector because, truthfully, they’re all a bit of a blur. A blur of large, slippery, bluestone pavers, with big gaps between them, surrounded by large, often unavoidable puddles that were ankle deep in places and that forced you to hope they were free of anything that would cause a puncture and/or a crash.

On reflection, much of the ride is a blur. I know we started with a loop around Ivanhoe before swinging west, but I barely registered where we were at the time, and I certainly can’t recall the details now without looking at a map. The prevailing sense I have from the ride, though, is of several enjoyable hours spent following mates down a handful of roads and paths I’d ridden before, and many I definitely hadn’t.

Here are some other things that stand out from the ride:

  • The rain starting to fall about halfway through the ride and not really stopping for a couple hours. I was wearing the best raincoat I’ve ever owned and I was still wet and cold from head to toe. And somehow it was never really an issue. It was still a lot of fun.
  • Being desperate to take a slash but not wanting to stop and risk getting colder. I learned on Sunday that riding rough cobblestones when you’re busting for a wee is a whole lot of no good.
  • Several moments where my back wheel slipped out and I had time to think to myself ‘Ah, I’m going down, and this is going to hurt.’ Somehow I managed to stay upright each time, though. Zero crashes in those conditions on that bike? I’m calling that a win.
  • Riding through one puddle on a cobblestone sector where I wasn’t able to see what was beneath the water and hitting my front rim really hard. I was certain I’d pinch-flatted and judging by Katie’s audible wince next to me, I wasn’t alone. Somehow the tyre stayed inflated, as both tyres did throughout the entire day. That’s also a win.
  • Drinking mulled wine in an underground carpark while the rain poured down outside. A+ vibes.
  • Clomping around on wet grass playing disc golf in the back half of the ride, somewhere near Coburg, because I guess that’s just what you do during Melburn Roobaix?
  • The terrific company throughout the day and rediscovering the joy of doing a cool ride with others.

Cycling’s been a bit of a solitary pursuit for me lately. What with having a little one at home, the fact it’s been a particularly cold and wet Melbourne winter so far, plus an on-again-off-again knee injury, riding has been a bit of a ‘go for a short spin whenever you can manage it’ proposition. And while I’ve enjoyed the riding I have done, in truth, it hasn’t been as satisfying as it normally is.

I’m not training for anything, I can’t ride hard because my knee isn’t good, and I can’t remember the last time I did a cycling event, rather than just going for a ride. Often when I head out for a ride these days it’s simply because it feels like I should, or because I’m feeling a little down and I know a quick spin will help.

So to be able to do a ride of some significance on Sunday? That was tremendously satisfying. It didn’t matter that it was soaking wet, or that my knee’s probably going to be sore for a couple weeks afterwards. It was just nice to do something a bit different. A bit exciting. With others.

It took me 3 hours and 15 minutes to ride a total of 47 km on Sunday, plus another 90 minutes of time spent off the bike. That’s just the sort of ride Roobaix is – it’s not about who’s fastest. Not even a little bit. It’s about getting people together and riding like you’re a kid again, exploring the world around you.

In one sense Melburn Roobaix is a loving tribute to our city’s wonderful, historic laneways, plus the bike paths and dirt tracks that bring so much joy to so many cyclists. But it’s so much more than that. At its heart, Melburn Roobaix is a celebration of the power and joy of the bicycle, and of the diverse cycling community that calls Melbourne home.

There’s no other event on the calendar that attracts everyone from hardcore roadies, to mountain bikers, to folks riding fixies, to e-bike commuters, to those on novelty bikes. It’d be remarkable for an event to bring together such different sub-genres of cycling like this if FYXO’s Melburn Roobaix hadn’t been doing it for more than a decade and a half by now.

This is quite a mixed crowd – one of the defining features of Melburn Roobaix.

One of the coolest things about Roobaix is seeing the effort so many people go to in creating costumes for the day. Take a look at the #melburnroobaix hashtag on Instagram to see some of the wonderful bikes and outfits that were on show on Sunday.

Loved this guy.
And this is amazing.

Just to finish up, I want to say thanks to Andy, Paddy, and Katie for letting me tag along on Sunday. I had a blast. And, of course, a big thanks to Andy White and the FYXO crew for putting on such a wonderful event.

A decade ago I wrote that ‘Melburn Roobaix is a true icon of Melbourne cycling, an event the unifies cyclists of all abilities in a way that no other event really does.’ That statement was true then and it’s certainly still true all these years later. I just hope it’s not another decade before my next visit …

Follow the link to check out my Strava file from the 2022 Melburn Roobaix.

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11 Replies to “The 2022 Melburn Roobaix: Soggy, slippery, delightful”

  1. Hello Matt. My name is Fernando and I can’t thank you enough for this great write-up. I did the Melburn Roo years ago and it was the best fun I’ve done in years. I am now in Townsville QLD and not a single cobbled sector here to be had (as far as I know). I miss it and wanted to share my passion for the ride with you in the hope this sends to the universe my wish to do it again in 2023. I just don’t know anyone to share it with and have a beer afterwards. So anyone willing to share the mud, grit and laughs with kook from the tropics please shoot me a PM. Can’t wait #MR2023

  2. Thanks for the wonderful write-up. This year was my first M-R and looking at the forecast I decided to leave the roadie (albeit 32mm equipped) at home and use the MTB – glad I did, although I was getting dropped on a few of the climbs on the Darebin Trail, there were whoops of joy as I barrelled down the cobbled secteurs.

    Apart from the great atmosphere and wonderful company of both my group of seven and all the other riders, I really enjoyed getting “lost” and not quite knowing where I was, then popping out onto a road and realising ‘huh, so THIS is High St, no idea how I got here’. In this day of GPS and bike computers it was a liberating feeling.

    1. Thanks for stopping by, Fraser, and for the kind words! I can definitely relate to this: “I really enjoyed getting “lost” and not quite knowing where I was, then popping out onto a road and realising ‘huh, so THIS is High St, no idea how I got here’. In this day of GPS and bike computers it was a liberating feeling.” One of the coolest things about cycling! Thanks again. 🙂

  3. Thank you for the excellent write-up, Matt, as good as always. Bring back all those heart pounding moments of the day, and the fun, cold, wet, muddy parts. Don’t think there is anyone better than you when comes to do a post ride recap.
    Hope you don’t mind I share some of your photos to my groups, and the article. ?

  4. Terrific write up Matt.
    Such a great day out. Kudos really goes to Edie for still smiling while wandering around Brunswick velo, after 40km of “adventure”.

  5. Sadly I didn’t make it this year, and that was rubbed in by the fact that the route went down my street this year…. ouch….

    Buuut, such a great right up, and the words around riding by yourself versus with friends, really hit home. I’m also playing the ‘small human(s) at home’ game and while i’ll head out for rides semi-regularly by myself, they just never feel as fulfilling as the ones with my mates.

    Hope the knee is feeling ok….

  6. A great day and event indeed. Hats off to the 15month old who would have had all their baby teeth rattled out on some of those cobbles!

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