I could get used to the touring life of making the most of the good weather and resting during the awful. While the first week had involved sitting out a fair few days, it was interspersed with absolute crackers and great riding. So I was not going to waste the quickly-closing clear window, despite having … Continue reading Old Ghost Road loop →

With only a hundred kilometres to go and all day to get there, I was in no rush to leave Mark and Jenny’s good company and lovely home. Delaying until ten o’clock, I rolled off with a large and tasty-looking sandwich to tide me through to distant shops. Mark’s tip of a gravel alternative to … Continue reading Karamea to Westport →