Showing posts with label Erik. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Erik. Show all posts

15 December, 2018

Book and Mug

Review of Second Time Lucky,  by Graeme Simpson NZ Hearld, Rotorua Daily Post.

The Tour Aotearoa may only be a few years old, however, it's already one of New Zealand's great cycling adventures and is recognised as one of the best in the world, too.
That's no real surprise as it stretches 3000km from Cape Reinga to Bluff, down the spines of the North and South Islands, following a combination of cycle trails, tracks, paths and lanes connected by the most enjoyable country roads available (with as little traffic as possible). To add even more spice to that mix, the tour has to be completed in 30 days.
The course was designed by Jonathan Kennett, pioneering cycling historian, guide book writer and trail builder, alongside his brothers, Paul and Simon. The Kennett Brothers are like The Beatles of this country's offroad biking - New Zealand Hall of Famers (if one existed), both as a group and individually.
Collectively, they were inducted into the Marin MTB Hall of Fame (which really doubles as the International Hall) on September 23 this year, along with other legends of our sport, Steve Peat, Ken Chlouber and Josh Bender.

One local rider who took on the challenge of the first tour in 2016 was Erik Westra. He stands out in a crowd because he's one of those selfless, generous folk who give up their time to help maintain the trails in the Whakarewarewa Forest, investing sweat equity and real heart to the ongoing hard mahi. He's also very tall.
To take on a 3000km epic like the tour, carrying all your gear, requires a bike that fits like a glove. For that Erik turned to Rotorua artisan bike builder, Jeff Anderson. He created a unique, steel frame customised to perfectly fit Erik's own, unique frame with bike bags by another local, Harm Zuidmeer from Dancing Moose Cycling Adventure Supplies.
I'm getting ahead of the narrative, though, because the Jeffson was the bike for Erik's second attempt at the Tour. What happened on the first go-round, ten months earlier*, sets the scene in his new book, Second Time Lucky. This is published by The Kennett Brothers, to complete the circle.
It's a compelling, at times, emotional read, beautifully written and evoking the grandeur of our country and history (as well as its challenging and sometimes, treacherous terrain), the camaraderie (and loneliness), the triumph of completing this epic ride…the quiet satisfaction of a task very, very well-done.
Even though I knew the outcome I was still cheering and fist-pumping as I read the last few pages. Probably more than Erik as he rode those final kilometres. Above all else, he's a modest man of many accomplishments in all aspects of his life.

And his creative genes run deep – his mother, Ans Westra, one of New Zealand's finest ever photographers, and father, the legendary story-teller, Barry Crump.

The final word goes to another local bike-packer and Tour Aotearoa veteran, Peter Maindonald (who's completed the course twice with a 'warm-up' from Bluff to Cape Reinga, then back to Bluff):
He describes Erik's book as: "an inspiring read by a passionate cyclist, and I would recommend it not only to readers interested in planning and riding the Tour Aotearoa route, but also to a wider audience interested in a unique slice of Kiwi life."
* Buy the book from Mcleod's Booksellers if you're in Rotorua, www.kennett.co.nz if not.
And learn more about the past Tours and the next ones: www.touraotearoa.nz

I got a mug made to celebrate Erik's Tour Aotearoa.  The publishers decided to get another 100 made, and these sold with the book.



29 December, 2016

He did it, he did it, he did it!

I made it to Bluff at 12:17 pm today, having left Cape Reinga at 10 am on the 10th. If my numbers are right, that means I finished the TA in 19 days, 2 hours and 17 minutes. I'm very happy with that, as I'd been hoping to finish in under 20.
Here are a few interesting statistics from my recent Tour Aotearoa 2016 ride...
 I rode 865 km for my warm-up ride from Rotorua to Cape Reinga, 3,104 km on the TA itself (including the boat trips and extra diversions off-course to buy supplies and find accommodation), and 155 km for my cool-down ride in Southland to meet Katie and ride back with her (this also includes my ride from Bluff back to Invercargill). That makes it a total of 4,124 km riding in 27 days.
I averaged just over 150 km per day. On average, I was riding for 12 hours a day, and was moving for just over 10 of those hours (the other two hours were typically spent eating and charging my phone at a cafe).
 I climbed a total of 42,419 metres, for an average of 1,571 metres of climbing each day. The biggest climbing day was 2,668 metres of climbing on the day I rode from Ahipara to the Top 10 Holiday Park just north of Dargaville. The least climbing was the day I rode from Miranda to Matamata on the Hauraki Rail Trail (just 208 metres).
I also ate a huge amount of food during my ride. I was averaging around 5,500 calories a day (it might have been more -- I'm not sure I wrote down everything I ate), which is around three times my ordinary food intake. I ate a total of 15 sandwiches, 7 burgers, 9 muffins, 21 pies, 5 pizzas, 5 potato fritters, 4 spring rolls, 4 scones, 5 cakes, 20+ muesli bars, as well as numerous other meals and snacks from bakeries, cafes, dairies and petrol stations. I drank 6 regular coffees, 18 hot chocolates, 8 iced coffees, 19 containers of chocolate milk, and 19 milkshakes. That's one heck of a lot of not-very-healthy food!  Despite eating all that food, I lost almost 5 kg in body weight.
Hot chocolate at Kitcheners Cafe, Martinborough
I also took a total of 993 photos, camped 19 times, stayed with family once during my warm-up ride, and stayed in a cabin three times (mainly to dry out my gear after heavy rain). I stayed in a motel once during the actual TA ride (to catch up with my family) and spent the night at the Big River tramping hut after a VERY long and tiring day.

27 October, 2016

Geyserland Gravel Grind 2016

Erik has been organising a bike packing event. (self supported adventure cycling)  He has ridden so many of the gravel roads around the Rotorua region, while training for the Tour Aotearoa 2016 event.
8am Saturday, Rotorua City Centre
Over Labour weekend, 30 bike packers rode the gravel roads.  The event was split into 4 courses.  La Petite, designed for newbies to bikepacking, a 2 day Course.  La Regular, 3 day Course, and Le Grande, 4 days and a total of 575kms.
 
White Island, from Matata beach
After an absolutely fantastic day's riding on the first day of the Geyserland Gravel Grind, we're camping in Matata in perfect conditions tonight. Legs are a little tired but looking forward to soaking at the hot pools at Waikite Valley after a 120 km ride tomorrow...
La Petite
The riders got to camp beside the ocean, ride past lakes and geothemral hot pools, discovered lesser known roads and trails running through vast forests.

First day about 120 kms
Second day about 130 kms
Third day about 160 - 190 kms depending on the course taken
Fourth day about 135 kms

The Geyersland Gravel Grind differs from other brevets (self supported bike events), in that everyone camps together each night at designated camp sites. This was a great opportunity to meet the other riders, see what gear people were using, help each other out, or just chat.
Day 2 of the Geyserland Gravel Grind was a brutal festival of hills. 130 km all up, with around 2,100 metres of climbing. At least people were still smiling at the end...though nachos and a soak in the hot pools may have helped.
La Regular
Day three of the Geyserland Gravel Grind took riders down Te Kopia Road past this geothermal area. The three-day riders then took some gravel back-roads and then headed up the highway to Tokoroa before riding up Mamaku South Road and heading back down to finish in Rotorua. Meanwhile, the four-day riders did a bigger loop heading south towards Taupo, before returning to Rotorua and camping for the night in Ngongotaha.

A couple of us nutters decided that 160 km wasn't long enough so we added an extra 30 km to ride the southern end of the Waikato River Trail. Great riding, though finishing in the dark wasn't quite so great...
La Grande
Four riders ended up finishing all four days. Today's ride included a quick climb over the hill to Tokoroa, then a ride through quiet country roads in South Waikato to Putaruru, then up the hill to Mamaku again, before returning to Rotorua via Oturoa Road and the Ngongotaha cycleway. It started out looking a bit damp, but it soon cleared and the rest of the day was perfect riding conditions, except for a bit of a pesky headwind.

I ended up covering a total of 575 km and climbing over 8,500 metres in 38 hours of riding. What an awesome ride it's been.

15 March, 2016

Repairs of the Wrist

Erik has had more surgery on his wrist and they have put a metal plate in, to stop the bones grinding each other, and set the bones in the correct position.  Erik hasn't got much sleep, as the bones kept bumping each orther.
The top screw may cause problems in the future, as it sticks out the bone a bit.
 The hand therapist built a small brace / splint for his wrist.  Much lighter than the plaster cast.

26 January, 2016

The Beard....

 Oscar wanted Erik to grow a beard for Christmas.  Erik thought he might continue the "hairy-ness" until after the Tour Aotearoa, so he wouldn't have to shave while cycling 3,000km.
 Today he shaved it off, and we couldn't be happier. 

14 June, 2015

Precious Moments

Amazingly, Erik and I had a few hours to ourselves, and no urchins!  The weather suited a road trip, so we packed a picnic, and explored the region.
 Lunch at Lake Okaro, not far from Waimangu.  A tiny lake, there is a walkway all the way around. 

We visited Lake Rerewhakaaitu, and Mt Tarawera looked different from this angle.  Impressive are the boulders in the paddocks from the eruption. 
 
I don't know the plant's name, but it was a glorious colour against the greys around Lake Rerewhakaaitu.























09 May, 2015

A 25th Anniversary of a 25th Birthday

Friendships, wine, and Erik, improve with time.
Friends and family came from near and far, to celebrate Erik's 25th Anniversary of his 25th year.  The party began early in the afternoon without Erik.  He was mountain biking in the forest, trying to avoid being hit by the shuttle bus.  Thankfully he wasn't hurt.
More and more people arrived, and others had to go.  Erik had asked for a small party, so there were less than 40 here at any one time.
A pot luck dinner, what a wonderful collection of food.  Jeanette's kumara bake was sensational, and Bridget gave me the recipe for her roasted tomato salad. Yum Yum!
Chocolate salad and apple pie - the best desserts!
I made a bit of a mistake making Erik's birthday cake. The coconut meringue cake was too firm to push the candles in (totally delicious though). 
 Not quite a disaster, as the pavlova became centre stage.
We needed 4 people to light the candles, and Tighe helped by blowing most of them out, when he blew his match out...so Yvonne, Anneke, Tighe and Peter had to light them again!
Happy Birthday Erik.
 I hope this year is full of fun and adventures.  I love you wonderful man.

07 May, 2015

Kāore te kumara e kōrero mō tōna ake reka

A few words to celebrate my husband, Erik, on this special day.

Although I have only known Erik a few years, his capacity for living life to the full, still takes my breath away.  Erik manages to squeeze so many things into every day, he has a zest for life.

I think he is a little crazy when it comes to biking adventures, and I have become a bike widow on numerous occassions.  He gets up at 4am to go for a 3 hour ride in the dark, (and rain).  We both share a love of food, and experiencing the outdoors, although I do like to be separated from the elements when it gets a little cold, (and wet).

Kāore te kumara e kōrero mō tōna ake reka
The kumara does not say how sweet he is

Erik is a successful man, who does things well.  He quietly gets on with what needs to be done. He never asks for recognition for the time he puts into the community, he just does it.

Erik's honesty is one of his shining strengths of character.  The past 18 months have been hell for all of us.  Erik has been bullied, lied to, betrayed, and called an idiot.  Throughout this whole tragic nightmare, he has stood up for the truth.  Erik is a good man, and a great parent.  He is my husband and I am so proud of him.

The love Erik has for his children is beyond words.  The first time I saw Oscar and Anneke in Erik's presence, I could feel the love emanating from him.  They are the most important part of Erik's life.  Erik is a hands on parent, guiding and encouraging the urchins.  Erik has always inspired me to be a better parent.

 I am honoured to be the love of his life.

Erik, I will always look up to you.

Happy 50th Birthday!

16 March, 2015

Trip to Napier

Erik and Anneke went to Napier for the weekend for a special dad-and-daughter trip away.

We both had a great time, leaving after school on Friday and returning home on Saturday evening.  Anneke had selected the motel on the Internet — she wanted a room that overlooked the ocean and had a big Jacuzzi, and that's exactly what she got:


We had bought supplies at the supermarket before we left Rotorua, so of course Anneke ate far too many crackers and drank too much apple juice on the way over.  We arrived in Napier and checked in at around 7:30, before wandering down Marine Parade in search of dinner.  Once again, Anneke chose the restaurant, the local Cobb & Co:


Anneke ordered a meal off the adult menu, and then complained that the meal was far too big— of course she couldn't finish it all.

We waddled back to the apartment and tried out the spa bath before falling asleep.  Well, at least Anneke fell asleep.  We shared the "firm" queen size bed, and of course Anneke wanted all of it, so Dad didn't get much sleep at all.


In the morning Anneke watched TV for a while, until it was time to check out of the motel and head off into town for breakfast.  We ordered at a café, and once again Anneke ordered off the adult menu and wondered why the servings were so large.  She also got really excited when she saw this sign on 
the side of the coffee machine:


She just had to test it, so she made me hide outside.  She came back disappointed — apparently they'd run out of kittens so they gave her marshmallows instead.

We then explored downtown Napier, which Anneke declared was much nicer than Rotorua.  She even found some beanbags to lounge around in:


We had a great time wandering around.  Of course, Dad spoiled her rotten, buying her toys, clothes, treats, and trinkets.  She loved it.


One of the clothing shops had a most unusual mirror:

 

We found the famous "Pania of the Reef" statue:


and we explored the city's interesting architecture and sculptures:



We discovered the local Farmer's Market, where we bought a cup of freshly-made juice made of apple and strawberries, and wandered into the local park to drink our juice.  Right beside the park bench was a building with a plaque on it — and I noticed that the plaque included Ruth's favourite motto:


Ruth is an expert reposer.

From there, we found more crafty shops, where Anneke got to touch a real zebra skin (only $3,500 -- I had to insist that we couldn't take it home), before we headed off to St. Beads, where Anneke made her own charm bracelet:

  

After being thoroughly shopped out, we bought ice-creams for lunch, and then decided it was time to head off to the National Aquarium, where Anneke really wanted to see the penguin and the reef fish feeding.  We saw giant freshwater crayfish:


piranhas:


a "yellow tang" tropical fish:


penguins:


and a giant sea turtle:


We then went to the Oceanarium, where we saw the divers feed the sharks, sting rays and other large fish:



We also saw a giant moray eel hiding among the rocks:


Anneke wanted a memento from her trip to the National Aquarium, so I bought her a soft-toy turtle which she decided should be named Deco.  Very appropriate for a toy bought in Napier.

Before we left, we stopped in at one last shop: Opossum World.  This is a weird place that sells products made from opossum skin, but also includes various quirky displays showing the impact that possums have on the natural environment.  The attractions include a possum quintet singing from the roof of a mini:


a violin-playing possum on the roof of a shed:


and some possums dressed up as rather disturbing-looking dolls:


I wanted to thoroughly spoil Anneke, so I bought her some possum-skin slippers.  She's hardly taken them off since.

It was then time to head back to Rotorua.  We stopped off to buy some apples for the journey home, and had a great time driving together into the sunset.  We decided to have dinner in Taupo, but we were still far too full from the huge breakfast so we wandered down to the lakefront, and then just bought drinks to keep us going on the drive home.  We arrived shortly after dark, both of us tired but thoroughly happy.  What a great mini-holiday!