Free Bird

We got away earlier today and headed straight to the beach to see what we thought of New Zealand’s number 1 beach.

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Yes, it’s pretty nice, in particular the vista over the rocky outcrop isles.

Onwards and upwards..there were a few climbs to knock off in the first 23 km. The second climb was the longest and fortunately the temperature was a much more pleasant 19 degrees.

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Just cresting the top of climb

Free Bird was a great song written and recorded by Lynyrd Skynyard….a long song that is regarded as one of their ‘anthems’.  Often when I ride a song will play over and over in my head, and today I realised that had not happened riding the first three days. Maybe the heat dried my mind.   I realised this as Free Bird played over and over today as I climbed.

I thought about the song as I climbed today. For Lynyard Skynard it did not end well with three of their band members being killed in a catastrophic plane crash a few years later…but maybe they are Freebirds now?

Cycle touring is like a free bird. You can go where you want, in whatever time frames you choose. You choose your own pace which when touring is far more relaxed as you need to back up day after day.  You can stop whenever you like without feeling guilty – whether that be to enjoy the view, take some photos, eat, drink, caffeinated, pee, chat….whatever really!

It really appeals to me as I relax so much more as I feel no real pressure so therefore can totally chillax.

As can be seen below, the majority of the climbing was over and done with early, and my back behaved heaps better today thankfully. Today’s total ride length was 112 km.

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Today we rode on rail trail, more specifically the Hauraki Rail Trail. It started off quite crappy, with lots of drifts of very loose gravel, but after a period settled into a mixture of reasonably compressed clay and gravel to chunky gravel.

It was really very pleasant. Slow, as hard to do much above 16-17 kmh on the gravel, with bends, turns etc. We ended up doing 19 km on the trail. At one point our gps was taking back onto SH2, but a quick look and we shook our heads. The traffic was heavy with little to no verge.

We are so glad we did as the trail vista was great. This was the first bridge we crossed.

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I liked this sign advising to leave Rover at home. I love my dogs, but per the sign, they do not mix with wildlife or cyclists.  A guy at my workplace broke his pelvis last year after a dog ran under his wheel.

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At Waikino there is the old railway station with a great cafe inside.

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Inside the cafe I liked the warning sign.

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A section of the Karangahake Gorge.

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This tunnel was a kilometre long. We rode through. Very cool

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This section was fascinating. This is the ruins of an old battery station. On top of this cement there used to be huge containers containing potassium cyanide and crushed ore.  See sign below.

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Oh dear…guess what happened. Yes another puncture. Fortunately the team mechanic was available to assist. Thankyou Tony. The culprit was a pinched tube with two tell tale holes. The section of trail just before this had been pretty bumpy with larger rocks.

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Now this is more like it….but it did not last long.

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This was another great section, but less than 100 m in length.

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Lunchtime was at Te Aroha. My second trip to this funky town as I wanted Tony to see this unique water fountain.

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And this!

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But not this! Yes, she is wearing gumboots! What can I say?

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We were downing our ubiquitous ice coffees at the great cafe Ironique. The greatest loos too. I love this shovel themed sink.  Note the old bike tube in the bin! I do not leave mine just anywhere.

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I really like the door too!

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The rest of the ride was a bit of a slog, with a very slight gradual incline into a strong headwind.  The temperature was around 30 degrees but it did not feel anything like that due to the wind.

Now we are in Matamata, or Hobbiton as it is otherwise known as. This is the cute Information Centre.

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The weather forecast for tomorrow currently looks shite! Thunderstorms and rain! This certainly brings back memories. When Sue and I were doing our Auckland to Wellington ride earlier this year, the weather turned to crap here as well, and signalled the 1 in 100 year storm event. We bailed some 40 km into our ride, requisitioning a shuttle bus van  noted at the cafe we were holed up in.

The forecast for tomorrow is thunderstorms and rain! Oh great, and we are riding one of our harder climbs to Tauranga and the  back to Rotorua. Over 140 km tomorrow!

Fingers crossed that the weather is not quite as bad as forecast, and that the meteorologists are overstating and then under deliver!  Bad weather chick magnestism!!

Today’s route.

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I have just finished eating some crayfish, courtesy of our Air BNB hosts. Bit lucky so I’m hoping my luck holds out.

Ooroo – time for some stretching!

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Hotter than hell…but in paradise…

We had a great night sleep in the Pumpkin Cabin and we were greeted with a very healthy green, fruity drink to start our day. Guy provided us with a very nutritious breakfast to set us in good stead for the day ahead.

It was nice to cruise down the 20 percent slope into Coromandel as we knew we would be climbing within a few km.  Here is today’s climbing chart.

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All the longer climbs had 15 percent pinches, but the third climb was all 15%…carrying our gear certainly not easy going.

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One the first climb ( the biggest for the day), we rode past a very heavily laden cyclist, baring twin flags ( New Zealand and Taiwan), radio blaring. Tony went by first and said ‘hi’ and the poor cyclist must have been startled and ended up in the middle of the road, swerving and zig zagging…..he was hard to pass.

Once again, we we’re blessed with brilliant views on the ride today. The Coromandel region certainly is very beautiful.

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Back at sea level, the beaches were improving.

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We even caught a ferry today…chance for a breather. It cost $17 for this very short trip ( $7 per adult, $1.50 per bike). The water looked incredibly inviting.

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We detoured off the main road to visit Haihai Beach. A very nice spot and maybe on another trip this could be an overnight spot, as a few km along the coast is Cathedral Rock, which looks pretty impressive…from the photos on billboards.

Tourists galore hang out here…there is a massive car park as you enter town to park your vehicle. Shuttle buses then run to the feature spots.

We did refuel with smoothies, icy poles, water and Whitaker’s Chocolate here as we could not find a shop,with anything more substantial not filled with the hordes. I still find Whitaker’s hard to open….must be a sublime message there 🤐

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We were pretty keen not to stay too long in the village as we were melting…and had been all day. We were both sweating copiously. Tony told me I was ‘nearly as bad a Prickles!’ Prickles is a good friend and keen cyclist who has done plenty of cycle touring…and sweats a little!

We soldiered on stopping for more ‘made with real fruit’ icecream and some coconut water. I needed to stop a few times to stretch my back…giving me curry at the moment.

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All in all the car drivers have not been too bad…until today. We had one lady unable to keep to her half when we were descending ( she was driving up). That certainly stirred up the adrenalin.

On a other climb there was a convoy of about 5 vehicles, seemingly racing. I do not think they like cyclists given their finger salutes! 😩🤷‍♀️

Here is today’s route…all over the place! There was wind…but never whilst climbing did we get a nice head wind breeze….all the climbs were fairly protected. It was stinking hot again. Many people say to me ‘ you are Australian, you should be used to it’. However I live in Tasmania, the coolest state in more ways than just temperature.

A hot day on the north west coast is 23-25 degrees. Today, with the exception of the first climb, the gauge showed mid to high 30’s. The bitumen was melting and created a sticky sound on the tyres. It is debilitating when not acclimatised, so we are hoping for some cooler weather ( but not rain….).

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We are staying in nice accomodation in Whangamata ( pronounced Fonga Me Tah)…very hard to get a grip on the Maori language. Tomorrow we are heading to Matamata…( pronounced Matter matter) so why is Matamata not Me Tah Me Tah?

We had tea at the local RSL club. I got talking to the President, who had served for 20 years. He proudly showed me the last Anzac Day service picture, where the flags are brought ashore by surfers, and the horses then lead the march up. Pretty cool.

Apparently Whangamata has the best beach in New Zealand so we might check that out in the morning before another longer journey to Matamata…land of the hobbits.

So it’s Ooroo from me….I need to do some stretches on my back and then get some shut eye!

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Melting

Today started with a crash….ah but not on the bike. Trying to be a fastidiously tidy Air BNB guest, I was wiping the flower pollen from the glass table with a cloth and accidentally knocked the little green leaf dish….that cost me $20…and worst, we were down to $6 cash. Bugger!

Today for the most was cruisy. We just plodded along as the first 80 km pretty flat as we wound our way around the bay.

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There was a nice breeze at various points, and we just sat on 23-24 kmh. We had heaps of time, no pressure. Came across this cafe! Bugger!

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Do not think you would get away with this in Tassie….too much political correctness these days.

Stopping in Thames we located the bike store ( thanks Gervase) grabbing an extra tube to replace the one used in my rear puncture, a bank ( now we can buy stuff) and then a nice cafe to drink an iced coffee.

6B95B23A-83BC-4A75-A422-DDFE6FFB4B9BCafe chair game manouveres like I have never witnessed in Thames.  I finished before Tony so leaving all my gear on my side of the table, I window shopped next door.

Returning my chair was gone…what? I asked Tony and he did not notice it’s removal by stealth. 😂😂  Lo and behold, a lady moved it outside another shop, sitting behind a sign, and sat…all alone…no table..nothing. Strange!

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So I sat on the ground….😂😂😂

Cruisy ride then to the 80 km point with nice vistas.

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Then the climbs started. Oh my gosh it was ever so hot. It got up to 37 degrees on my Garmin. I was melting in the hot and humid conditions, nothing like Tasmania. The sweat was trickling down my face stinging my eyes. But great views.

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I was very pleased to reach the top. Crowded with tourists as there were great views. There we met Brian, who was up for a chat, asking about our plans.

Brian has an orchard out the back of Thames and grows citrus fruit including ‘ugly fruit’. I had never heard of ‘ugly fruit’.

Brian is a generous and kind guy and gave us an orange and ugly fruit each.  We demolished the orange ( juiciest and tastiest orange I have ever had).

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I grabbed Brian’s contact details as he is coming to Launceston in 2 years for the Transplant Games where he will compete in athletics, cycling, tennis…I think there was more!

One more climb…

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Then a few km of flat and whoot woo, we were in Coromandel, ahead of check in time. We found a nice shady tree to sit under and devoured fluids and an icecream.

Then came the toughest part of the day….getting to our accomodation! I knew it was up a hill  but not a 20% climb with cold legs. I bailed part way up as I was fearful of falling as my speed went down, down, down, but Tony  did it, with all the extra gear! Solid effort!!

The accomodation here is really unique. We are on a property that has about 7 acres of rainforest and woodland. The loo has the most amazing outlook.

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This is the outside loo followed by our cabin.

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For dinner, we walked down into town…that was hard work too. A few photos of the town. Plenty of murals, reminding me of Sheffield.

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Tomorrow is a tough day. Lots of climbing and 130 km. Plenty of things to see, a ferry crossing.

Brian looked at our plans and said “you won’t make that”! I said, “I will! I have to!”

So that’s it for today…a brilliant day in glorious ( albeit too hot) weather, where again I have appreciated ( vs cussed) a nice headwind. The views have been great and all in all, a pleasant and satisfying day.

Thanks for reading the blog! 😊💪🚴

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Cluedo

Saturday dragged slowly….I got up at my normal 5.30am and did a few hours training, packed my bags, did loads of washing, house cleaned, emptied the fridge, and still had spare time!  I sat around twiddling my thumbs thinking about the extra km I could have done that morning training.

This is my bike bag packed…

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It is summer in Australia, not that you would know that as we walked onto the plane. You can see the bikes at the back of the luggage. It was cold and wet….

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Hoping for better summer weather!

The plane was delayed out of Melbourne. By the time we arrived in Auckland, collected our gear, transferred by taxi to our accomodation it 2.38 am when we got to bed.

I guess we got 3 hours reasonable sleep, then 1 hour drowsy style thanks to the most raucous sounding cat I have ever heard. It sounded like a sulphur crested cockatoo. Eventually, the noise made its way into our bedroom. This is what stood on my chest, dribbling saliva, loudly demanding my attention.

I was soo tired…

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The cat is named Cluedo

Cluedo has a counterpart…the much quieter Yahtzi. Glad they did not have one named Jumanji! That could be really scary!

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Welcome to New Zealand, feline style.

So 4 hours sleep was all we were going to get. Coffee, coffee, coffee…wherefore art thou coffee!! Right, I’m off to search for it, and if Cluedo gets lucky, I might find him some food to shut him up!!

My resident bike mechanic kindly put my bike together and sorted out a derailleur issue.  We posed for an obligatory selfie before heading off.

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Plenty of stopping and starting getting out of Auckland with traffic lights galore.  Our first stop was Cleveland. Looking for a bank….no go, but did find a cafe with a few cyclists, so ordered an iced coffee.  It went down a treat and we also got to chat with local cyclists…who thought we were mad too.

We had some nice little climbs, nice views. It was really warm too, hitting nearly 28 degrees.  For the first time I appreciated the headwind breeze in the morning.

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The last chunk of the ride was relatively flat following the shoreline.  I was amazed by the tremendous road damage from the one in a hundred year storm in early January that Sue and I got caught up in. Landslides, road washed away…partial rocky and gravel roads…and then BANG…first puncture.

So nice having a resident bike mechanic….Thankyou Tony 😊

The shoreline ranges from shelly to rocky, with cockles being collected in the area. The daily limit is 50 cockles per person, per day.

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We are staying in a great Air BnB right on the water front. During the storm in January, the high tide came to the top of the second step.

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Directly behind our unit is a Maori burial ground with some impressive memorials. Out of respect I took no photos.

Our data from today…

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The highlight today was meeting Jane and Adrian, friends we have both shared through  Zwift.  Recently they relocated from Gore ( South Island) to Thames ( North Island). We are most appreciative that they made themselves available to meet and chat.  We enjoyed a great meal together at the pub ‘down the road’.

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So first day done…well it was really a half day ride providing us the opportunity to get used to the touring bike with gear on it.

Tomorrow is a bit longer, just over 100 km with a bit of climbing, warming us up for day 3.

Guaranteed that tonight we will hit the sack early.  This is the view from our deck as I get ready to post this blog.  It is also where we are heading tomorrow.

Ooroo, sweet dreams 😊💪🚴

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Time to pack my bags

I am somewhat behind in my blogs from Europe….Rome, Tuscany….I had issues with my camera ( it died) and wifi in Tuscany. So I will move on and do a photo blog in the future…as right here, right now I need to pack my bags.

Yes, I’m hitting the road again….seriously hoping not literally this time after Europe where I broke ribs and teeth!!

Tomorrow New Zealand looms. Again you say? Yes, this will be my 4th trip to NZ for 2018. I love the place, it is nice and close travel wise, spectacular scenery, friendly people, crap car drivers.

When I tell non cycle people I train for cycle touring, they give me a funny look…they do not get it. Why  don’t you do a boat cruise? Say what?? That would end in tears….one day, when I cannot do the cycle distances, maybe….possibly…but not until I’m old…well older!! 

Why cycle touring? The memories, the places and the people. The effort required to chug up that hill, carrying your gear is satisfying (after the fact). The feeling you have at the end of the day, week or tour knowing what you have achieved under your own steam. 

More recent memories…

This old bloke owned a restaurant in Buonconvento, province of Siena, Tuscany. He spoke no English but we shared a love of all things bicycle. He insisted on showing us his old race bike. 
Roberto, the man who lived with wolves to find his voice
The eclectic Italy Bike Tours mob
Pondering 

The sights…


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Me on the road in Tuscany 

Pienza, Tuscany enjoying an aperol spritz, 

I love reliving the memories. I am a sentimental person and love the stories.  I have been fortunate to meet so many interesting people….Roberto who lived in the Siberian Mountains with wolves whilst finding his voice, Marco who just abrogated life responsibilities to ‘just ride’, Jane who played in a recorder orchestra, Peter who at 80 rode LeJog and the list goes on. People have fascinating stories to tell…if you listen.

So back to this trip..the plan is a 1550 km ride starting and ending in Auckland. It will be hilly, there will be gravel. We have all day though to create new memories. 

The route although slightly altered as now travelling to Tauranga to catch up with some cycling friends and onto Rotorua via the lake.

Some of the route is familiar territory.  Sue and I did the section from Rotorua to Taupo to Tongariro en route Auckland to Wellington.

I have also done some riding around New Plymouth when I did the Taranaki ride with friends, camping in the area.  Looking forward to seeing this years Festival of Lights on Christmas Eve there. 

Also revisiting Whangamomona, a small town on the Forgotten Highway. It is in the middle of nowhere, lots of dirt roads, and stinking hot last time I visited. 

 So I hope the trip is safe, no falls, no broken teeth or bones, nothing stolen and I discontinue my bad weather chick magnetism!!