the wheels of time move to slow

04/03/10
Spent yesterday showing young Grubber around the sights of Nelson. Wow, this place is awesome. I think as we get older we really do appreciate the simple things in life. Like how the sun shines down on the crystal clear water that has just sprung forth from the side of the mountain. We went and found the Source of the Riwaka River at the base of the Takaka hill. Absolutely amazingly beautiful.


We met up down at the Tahuna Motorcamp about 9.15am and set off in the direction of Motueka. Was a stunning day with clear skies and the traffic wasn't too heavy. Made our way over to Ruby Bay, man that place is beautiful. The sea was the most gorgeous blue. Couple of seagulls munching down on a dead fish, nature at it's best. On the road and wee detour out to Kina, oh that place is gorgoues. The sea seems to change to this deeper blue, same sea, different location. We carried on through Mouteka (really main street is the worst raod in NZ) and zipped around a few hills and made our way to Kaiteriteri. That place is sooooo nice. Shame it's kinda got all commericial but it still retains it's naturalness. Had some yummy food for lunch and then we popped through the hills to Marahau. I haven't been over there for about 12 years and that place has changed. I'm pleased the tide was high as it's pretty yuk at low tide. Grubber got to see it at it's best.

Started to amble our way back home when I clicked about the Source of the Riwaka River. Had been there as a child and thought it so boring. It's not. It is stunning. Great little road and I could really feel my confidence start to grow. Loved that quiet wee twisty road. With the wee walk at the end it is a place I shall be going to again very soon. Filled up my water bottle while we were there and the water is soooooo nice. Real water, fresh, new virgin water.

On the bikes and a another new road was found, began to wonder just where I was leading this fellow when I finally found a familiar road. Phew. After a couple a mishaps (wrong turns) I found the road I was looking for, Old Coach Road, the veiws over Nelson and the bay are phenominal. Stunning, amazing, awesome and a lovely wee twisty raod. I'm beginning to get the gist of these twisties and learning to trust just what me and the bike can do.

Anyway, here we are parked up admiring this view and I check out the time, I have 10 minutes to get home for the kidlets. Yep, fast trip home, oh I love my bike. Gives me what I want just when I need it.

Home we got, had a cool beer and then Grubber set off to get a good night's sleep before he starts the rest of his south island tour. Safe and happy travels.

His parting words were to explain to me just what Chicken Strips were.....hmmmmmm. I did wonder. I have them. I don't want them. Apparently they're not too bad, but they're there. Kinda makes me feel like I have wrinkles. Don't want them either. Guess I best get out there and wipe them away. Not with sandpaper.
Do I hear Ruapuna calling me down for Easter with Karel. I think it's screaming at me
Got myself on my home road and guess what? Bloody bike wouldn't come in the driveway until we'd had one more blat around the motorway!!! Jolly good bike I've bought.