Friday 4 March, Day 11
We woke at 5:30, and prepared to leave. For breakfast, I had a huge pot
of porridge with a container of Up&Go poured in, as well as some
sweetened condensed milk and nuts and raisins. At least it'll keep me
going for a couple of hours, unlike the cooked breakfast I had
yesterday.
The ride was hilly, following along the side of the Manawatu river
valley. Greg stopped at one point to take a picture of a flock of sheep.
How clichéd.
We finally reached Ashurst after 36 km. We had already climbed 700
metres. We stopped at a cafe where I bought a huge breakfast of pancakes
and bacon, as well as a gigantic scone and three (!) milkshakes (the
milkshakes weren't very big).
From Ashurst we rode on into Palmerston North, detouring off-route to go
into the central city. We had s shopping list: fuel for Greg's stove, a
new pot handle, a charger and battery pack for me, a new memory card
for my GoPro, some groceries, and Greg wanted to get his bike checked
out because it was skipping gears again.
I also decided to mail my old saddle home rather than throw it away; I
needed a saddle for my commuter bike and this one would be fine for
that. So I went to the post shop and in a few minutes my bike was
lighter by one saddle.
We got all our purchases sorted out, and left our bikes at the shop
while we went off for something to eat. I had a big bowl of Vietnamese
beef and noodle soup. Delicious.
When we returned to the bike shop, they said my bike was fine, but
Greg's had some major problems. His rear cassette was very loose,
because his rear hub was worn and in the process of failing. The only
solution would be to rebuild the wheel, which would take hours. An
alternative would be to just buy a whole new wheel -- which is exactly
what Greg did. An hour later, we were on our way.
Back on the course, we immediately began to climb, up and over the
Tararua Ranges. I was feeling quite flat by this stage, and just took my
time. After zipping down the other side, the course left the main road
and headed along yet another gravel road. This time it was slightly
downhill, and lots of fun, though it was still a bit tricky because of
the off-camber gravel.
About 5 km from Pahiatua, I felt myself wake up. It was like a switch had been pressed and I suddenly felt awake again.
We finally reached the town of Pahiatua, where we ate a Chinese buffet. Not great food, but filling enough.
After eating, we pressed on to Eketahuna. As we were riding along we met
Dave. He said the campground at Eketahuna closed at 7:30, so we raced
to get there on time.
At first we made good progress, and it seemed that we would make it on
time. But then we reached another long climb, which slowed is down. we
finally reached Eketahuna about 10 minutes late, but we still got in
fine.
I set up my tent, blew up my air mattress and lay down to check the
pressure -- and immediately fell asleep! I'm very tired from the
exercise and the lack of sleep.
When I got up, I promptly stood on a tent peg. Ouch! My foot is sore now...I hope it won't stop me pedalling tomorrow.
We have ridden a total of 150 km, and climbed over 1,500 metres today. A good solid day on the Tour Aotearoa.
Showing posts with label Palmerston North. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Palmerston North. Show all posts
04 March, 2016
20 January, 2015
The turning with the Wind
One thing I have noticed in Palmerston North, is the breeze in the late afternoon. The Manawatu makes the most of this breeze, and turns it into energy.
Shari wanted a closer look at the Wind Turbines, so after class, we ventured up the hill near Ashurst, along the old Saddle Road. The viewing area was CLOSED! Shut after 5.30pm!
Luckily we were both former farm girls and could climb over a locked gate.
The breeze at the top of the hill was formidable, and I was glad we brought along the extra polar fleece.
Shari wanted a closer look at the Wind Turbines, so after class, we ventured up the hill near Ashurst, along the old Saddle Road. The viewing area was CLOSED! Shut after 5.30pm!
Luckily we were both former farm girls and could climb over a locked gate.
The breeze at the top of the hill was formidable, and I was glad we brought along the extra polar fleece.
19 January, 2015
Beauty in the man-made
17 January, 2015
Colour, and Texture, for the next few Days
Shari Cole and I arrived in Palmerston North for 5 days of Fibre Arts. If the sunset tonight is a promise, there is going to be amazing colour during our visit.
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