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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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!! 

Never trust an old lady who does not cycle when she tells you that is it is a short sharp, climb and then flat!

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The cat!

The day started early packing for the big adventure! The local cat came came check out proceedings. He had been a regular visitor during my stay, but I don’t believe he belomged to the owner of the Air BNB I had rented. On New Years Day I awoke to the cat licking my hands and literally sitting on my upper body purring loudly.

Gervase arrived early to collect my luggage for the courier collection armed with coffee and a sausage roll. Then Mike rolled in in his bike to accompany me to the ferry to ensure North Shore saw me off!  Being able to follow Mike was a huge bonus as it was quicker and I did not risk getting lost. Bye bye Mike.

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Ferry terminal photo wearing the NZ cyclist jersey Mike gave me

Once on the ferry a few people asked me what I was up to. Here they are.

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Meeting locals on the ferry

Jeremy asked me if I would like to follow him to the hotel Sue was at. Yes, that made it quicker as I was at a bit concerned about that leg. Found Sue who was waiting for me outside and off we headed through the streets of Auckland managing to get lost a couple of times.

We hit countryside around the 25 km mark with rolling hills. We were both suffering in the heat which was over 30 degrees a lot for us Taswegians.

We climbed up more as we headed to Clevedon and grabbed water and an icy pole.

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Starting to melt

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Sue melting

Nice ferns in the valleys, views and one hit and sweaty Sharron.

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The route was quite hilly with temperatures over 33!!

As I peeled off the road I to gravel to wait for Sue I fell off… this was a better effort

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Kawawaka Bay was pretty, with cockle shell collecting.

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Sue needed some air in her rear tyre. We stopped at a service station but unfortunately damaged her tube valve necessitating a new tube.

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Apparently this is the nursery section of the service station. I can see some potting mix.

Now the little old lady in the shop took an interest in us as we were there for a while. As we were leaving I asked about the hill climb per the trip notes. She informed us that it is not steep, very short and flat all the way to Miranda.

Well she obviously has an automatic little buzz box and needs to go to Specsavers. It was nasty with all our extra gear in such heat! I cursed her all the way up hoping she was right about the flat section but alas no!

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The top of the climb

However once we hit the coast it was beautiful. The roads were much quieter and flat and there was a lovely welcoming breeze. We passed through a number of small towns including Whatakatiwai and Kailua before arriving at our accomodation in Miranda.

We were thirsty and hungry! The lady in reception proudly told us the pool was heated to 35 degrees! Ha ha ha… we passed!

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Thirsty!

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Day one done and dusted

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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