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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
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11/09   Thames
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11/12   Hot Water Beach
11/13   Owharoa Falls
11/14   Thompson's Track
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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

Boring Highway 1


tl;dr: A lot of wind. Some more rain. I finally just took the train into Wellington.

I spent the first few kilometers on back roads. It was great. Until a car passed me and ran through a puddle in the road. Then I was wet again.

I arrived in Foxton just as it started raining. I ate breakfast there.

The wind mostly blew me into Levin. It also blew me off the road twice and almost sucked me into traffic several times when large trucks would pass. The weather forecast warned of wind gusts up to 130 kph in exposed areas. The max speed limit here is only 100 kph.

I'm on Highway 1 again. The traffic is a continuous stream of vehicles. There is mostly a shoulder to ride on. Until there isn't.

In Levin I decided I would take a bus the rest of the way to Wellington. After purchasing a ticket and waiting around for an hour, the bus arrived late and the driver wouldn't let me on because he didn't have room for my bike. I managed to get a refund, and I continued on. By now the wind had shifted to be more-or-less in my face.

I almost stopped early a few times because I saw viable camping spots, but it was still way too early even by my lazy standards.

In Waikanae there was a train, and I simply walked my bike on without even stopping. Thirty seconds more and I would have missed it. The train allowed me to skip the rest of the highway and head straight into Wellington. I found a room at the Nomads Capital backpackers hostel. Rooms are more expensive here so I opted for a four-person dorm. One of the beds was already taken, and that guy sure did have small shoes by the bed.

A few hours later a German girl walked into the room. Huh. This could be awkward. I wish I hadn't eaten all those beans for dinner.

I need to do some figuring while in Wellington. It seems I've tackled New Zealand a bit early in the year. The farther south I head the colder it gets. It is sort of like biking into Canada in May. And now I'm headed to the south island where everybody has warned me about the wind and rain.

rain over there in the morning

flat roads here

this is a fence full of flip flops

Foxton is mostly closed on Sunday.

Some parts of Highway 1 have bicycle bypasses for narrow bridges. Some.

I'm getting blown off the road and this guy is working up there.

train track and mountains

continuous stream of vehicles

I can count the number of bridges with a shoulder that I've encountered in New Zealand on one hand.

This is getting old.

bike on a train

going by the ocean

Wellington Harbor

downtown Wellington

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