After the horrid ride of yesterday, today was going to be sweet. 60km on the road followed by how ever much we fancied on a cycle trail. Winner.
We got ready early (shock horror!) covered ourselves in bug spray and suncream and set off. It was a bitterly cold morning, we got about 20m (yes, meters) down the road before stopping at the dairy for a pie
Off we went past farms and beautiful countryside, it was nice to be spinning the legs and actually going somewhere, unlike yesterday. The mountains in the distance, hills in front, it was beautiful.
We mooooooved on through the hills past all the fields of cows. At one point there was a herd being let out into the field with a Jersey in front of all the Friesians, who decided she wanted to try and race us. Think Andrew Cotter commentary. It was mildly amusing.
We pass the Pike River memorial, which cycling through these parts where there is literally nothing, you can really understand why the Pike mining disaster was such a huge thing for these families and communities.
Up and down we went, eventually making it to Brunner, another old mining area, where there was still a bridge, which of course I forced James to cycle across with me.
Finally we made it to Greymouth, we hunted out the local bike shop as we needed a new bike lock as ours had started to jam, not bad considering we got it when we first came to New Zealand 5 years ago! And stopped off at a cafe.
James really wasn’t feeling the love of cycling, so we decided to call it quits for the day and have a rest day in the sunshine.
We book a nights accommodation a little further down the coast so continue on along the start of the West coast wilderness trail, which passes a memorial for all mining victims in the area. I see all the names on one side and it’s so sad. I move a little further along and there’s another side of the monument full of names too.
We pass the photo point for this section of the tour, but don’t realise we followed the trail rather than turning off to the picture point, so, this was our attempted effort instead…
We make it to the coast, with the waves crashing on the shore, it’s beautiful
We check in, and James tinkers with the bikes as my front tyre keeps going down, apparently “it’s just the valve” but he fixes it anyway and we settle down for a nice chilled afternoon. We’ll ignore the fact I fell asleep and now have a slightly crispy back!
As we’re in civilisation, and as much civilisation as we’re going to get for some time, we decide to treat ourselves with a take away curry for dinner. So off we pop, with the tail fin.
A nice early night was rudely interrupted by the room next door who came in at gone 11pm banging and crashing around. James thumping on the wall soon shut them up and off to sleep we went dreaming about sunshine and tail winds.
The adventure continues…