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New Zealand 2016
10/30   Right is Left
10/31   Omeru Scenic Reserve
11/01   Omamari Beach
11/02   Waipoua Forest
11/03   Mail Boxes and a Magic Orange
11/04   Cape Reinga
11/05   Ninety Mile Beach
11/06   Haruru Falls
11/07   Russell Forest
11/08   Bus and Ferry
11/09   Thames
11/11   Castle Rock
11/12   Hot Water Beach
11/13   Owharoa Falls
11/14   Thompson's Track
11/15   Rotorua
11/17   Rotorua Rain
11/18   Haku Falls
11/19   Pureora Forest Park
11/20   Waitomo Glowworm Caves
11/21   Marokopa
11/22   New Plymouth
11/25   Pukeiti Rain Forest
11/26   Boring Highway 3
11/27   Boring Highway 1
11/29   Switching Gears
11/30   Hitchhikie
12/01   Abel Tasman National Park
12/02   Rawhiti Cave
12/03   Mount Robert
12/04   Glaciers
12/05   Mount Aspiring
12/06   Milford Sound
12/07   Stirling Point
12/08   The Catlins
12/09   Tunnel Beach
12/10   Sandfly Beach
12/11   Mount Cook
12/12   Cave Stream
12/14   Long Day Home
Kayak Trip 2017



tl;dr: I stopped in Rotorua. There are thermal pools here.

It rained a little over night. It rained a lot more this morning.

I peddled hard to try to get off the private Leslie Road before I was caught. Eventually after a turn I met a guy in a truck. I was prepared to be told kindly that I was trespassing, but it was just a worker and it turns out I had made my way to a "public" road. I continued biking on with less zeal until I made the highway.

Just north of Rotorua in the town of Ngongotaha I was biking sort of aimlessly looking for a road that wasn't the highway. A local got out of his delivery truck to flag me down and give me directions to a bicycle track. I had to backtrack a little, but the guy took his umbrella and a footpath to meet me on the track to ensure I was headed in the right direction. Kiwis can be super friendly sometimes.

I biked into Rotorua in the rain. Rotorua is known for its thermal pools. Due to the cold air steam was pouring out of the ground all over the city. Everything is permeated by a slight sulfur smell. (Okay, sulfur-compound smell; I realize it is impossible to smell pure sulfur.)

I got a room at Cactus Jack's hostel. Unlike all of the other hostels I've stayed at so far in New Zealand, Cactus Jack's seems to be populated by mostly Kiwis. A drunk kiwi is nearly unintelligible.

biking the logging roads in the rain

a big rock in a cow pasture

wet sheep

Lake Rotorua

entering Rotorua in the rain

thermal pool in Kuirau Park

thermal pool in Kuirau Park

Cactus Jack's

inside Cactus Jack's

found an attention loving cat

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