The last few miles ticked by solomnly. Iv not covered any of the same roads on this journey so when I recognised the surroundings, I knew I was truely reaching the end of the road.
Category: New Zealand
The Long Road North
After being escorted into the hostel by the police, I had a comfy nights sleep. Only one guy needed kicking to stop him snoring. I swear, if he hadn’t stopped, the police would probably have been called again to remove my boot from his gob. Continue reading The Long Road North
Nelson Nattering
Arriving at Grahams house in the dark meant the view was a wonderful surprise the next morning. We had stayed up late catching up on family events, plans, travels. While this happened, Osama (Bin Ladin) and Obama (Barrak), curled up on our laps and shed all of their fur. I got up to go to bed and found my black tshirt was now hairy and white.
Oily Bits
I’ve done just over 4500km by this point since buying the bike and it’s time for an oil change. I opt for a new filter too. I had called the shop from George’s house and they said it would be there by midday. The courier picks it up and takes it straight past the motorbike shop onto another job. This causes a 3 hour delay I could have done without.
Elastic Fantastic
The time had come. The small cage wheeled out over the canyon. It was a LONG way down. I had limited time to reflect on my life choices leading to this place…
Windy Walks
Oh God… What have I done… The alarm went off quietly under my pillow. As I woke I had the dawning realisation of what I had agreed to do today. It was 8am, early for backpackers. Particularly those who had been out the night before, drunk a bit too much and not had enough sleep. My foggy morning head wasn’t clearing as I dressed and wandered down to a cafe for a quick breakfast. I think my taste buds were also unenthusiastic about today’s prospective activity because the food didn’t taste of anything and didn’t help settle the growing nerves.
Parties, Passes and Petals
Heading for Queenstown today, about 350kms and 5 hours driving. I should have plenty of time to do a walk this morning right?
Not Quite Everest
Walking up a hill seems such a pointless task. Realistically, all modern comforts are available at the bottom of the hill these days. Our ancestors have done the hard labour, walking to fetch water and wood and precious stones from various parts of the mountain. Shouldn’t we just be content to luxuriate in our warm homes and look upon the mountains as the background to a time gone by? Why do we deliberately put ourselves in discomfort to walk up them for no purpose of advancement of our situation. Continue reading Not Quite Everest
Toddies And Toadstools
Today’s main event was the ferry ride over from Wellington to Picton. I was up at the crack of sparrows again to catch the ferry as the last check in was 8am on the other side of town. I had managed to find a place to tuck the bike away but it took some careful maneuvering between two cars to get it out again. Continue reading Toddies And Toadstools
Vivs Cream Horn
OK, strange title to this post so let’s clear that up right now…. The presumptions not the creamyness… Dirty minded… Continue reading Vivs Cream Horn