"I live in a town where you can't smell a thing......I keep forgetting the smell of the warm country air"
Am in Christchurch at the moment having an absolute blast of a time. The weather is magic, the pubs are busy (especially so since I arrived!) and the countryside is looking mint.
Its great to be back in the mainland. This visit is a most
timely one, I'm really rediscovering the magic this place has and I'm going to have to be back before too much longer. In fact that will be just two weeks away for Easter and the next installment in the 2007 Wedding Series!

Wednesday was a biggie, Captain Mark threw me and his bike in the Black Cat (
http://www.blackcat.co.nz/) van and we headed off to
Akaroa on a hot
norwest day. Based on the handful of 5km
bikerides I have recently done from
Herne Bay to work I wasn't really in the greatest cycling shape but nevertheless I spent the rest of the day cycling 91km from
Akaroa back to
ChCh. I can confirm the hills haven't got any smaller!
Met some interesting folk along the way, I could really get into this cycle touring lark. Its a mellow way of soaking up the countryside. One Aussie guy named Terry was setting off for 6 weeks of it all around the South Island, so we had a great chat at the Hilltop over a beer for lunch while working out the best route to take for him. Then there was an inspiring 70 year old Austrian chap who was 3 months into riding the length of NZ , complete with 4 golf clubs lashed onto his
bikeframe- his big thing was to play a round at every golf course he
passes- as we left him he was
hooning off to play the
Duvauchelle course, the 38
th course he's played in NZ. I hope and prey I'm doing stuff like that when I'm a
septuagenarian, in fact I will settle just to be doing anything then!
So anyway, once the hill was out the way it was a fast freewheel down to Little River and a compulsory stop at my
favourite Art Gallery on the planet...classic case of the Phoenix rising out of the ashes that one was! Then the slog back to
ChCh round Lake Ellesmere etc was flat, but into the teeth of the baking hot
norwester, was hard
yakker. Briefly a storm threatened to blow in, and I even spotted a waterspout touch the deck as I rode the Little River Rail Trail (
www.littleriverrailtrail.co.nz)
The Rail Trail is neat, and I sat on some of the initial committees that developed the idea a few years back when with the local council, so it was very satisfying to ride the finished product. A compulsory ride for anyone in
ChCh with a bike!
Anyway
thats enough waffle for one post....off to Bill' s wedding this afternoon and just to stay consistent it is another glorious day for it!