The plan was to head to the winterless north this weekend.
Where did I find myself?
Throwing snowballs at Maha at Whakapapa Village
After our weekend plans were turned upside down we decided to head south and visit some family and friends about the place. I had arranged to have Friday off work so we could avoid the weekend traffic. Friday morning was cold, but dry as we headed south. I resemble something a bit like a pass the parcel pressie when winter riding, but I still managed to get cold as we went down the Bombays and into the foggy Waikato Brrrrrrrr. Stopped at Mercer for a feed and to warm up and applied another layer to my ensemble, much warmer after that.
It turns out every share-milker and his friggen herd were also heading south on Friday, so we had to share the road with stinking, shit spewing, cattle trucks. Just into a nice grove on the Ohinewai Road when we caught up with 2 truck and trailer units full of cowsManaged to get past them, but not before getting a liberal spraying of fine cowshit all over Millie and me! Then as we approached Te Poi yet another truck came into view. I was really hoping we were not facing this all the way to Vegas.
Once we were through Morrinsville we left the trucks behind and had an uneventful trip into Rotorua. I hate riding in traffic when I am not overly familiar with the road layouts. Some wanker in a lowered POS decided he needed my place on the road requiring me to take evasive action to avoid becoming his hood ornament. To his credit his passenger gave me a wave out the window by way of apology. Arrived safely at our destination and settled in for the night.
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