Well that’s the end of my North Island of New Zealand trip. I was expecting an easier tour but strong winds, knee problems and stuff at home, made this quite a testing trip. One thing is for sure, I definitely wont be flying with Qantas again, they seem to go out of their way to… Read more »
Posts By: Rumi on the road
Lets cut the middle man and get to the source!
I don’t know where this dog came from but it appointed itself as my guard dog and watched over my tent all night. I gave it some cheese and cornflakes in the morning, it liked the cheese but too fussy with the cornflakes. I know a certain border collie which doesn’t mind cornflakes at all.
A church out in the middle of nowhere. I guess even out here you need something to keep the evil spirits away.
I spent yesterday reading my book in the tent while the storm tried to uproot and flood the tent (with some success). Today has been a different day, it has been the most pleasant ride of the trip. The road between Opotiki and Te Kaha has light traffic and nice views of the active volcanoe… Read more »
Here I am with a gang of seagulls taking some time out from the madness of the last couple of days – the Labour Day weekend. The campgrounds have been packed with screaming kids and their parents. And today was the worst on the roads, I felt much safer on the roads in India! I’m… Read more »
Giant tourist buses fly past me down the hill towards Rotorua, irritated that a two-wheeled vehicle without an engine dares to use their road. As I get closer, it smells as if the city needs to have its nappy changed. Everywhere I look there are bubbling pools of mud puffing out sulphurous fumes in my… Read more »
Alright Mr Rabbit, don’t make me come in there and get you…
I must have offended the wind gods at some point in my bumbling life, they have been really in my face lately. No matter which way I turn the bike, there is an icy headwind. Where is it coming from? Antartica? My kidneys have been put into deep-freeze and somewhere around the 40km mark my… Read more »
Here’s a wise fella I met on the road. I asked him why it rained so much in New Zealand, he said if it didn’t rain then the place wouldn’t be so green. Which makes sense… thanks Mr Donkey.