Bloody hell what a wake up call. Here I am just back from a cage-bound "2 screaming kids and a wife who wants to stop at EVERY pottery shop or gallery she sees" week long holiday around Abel Tasman Park (beautiful spot near Kaitereteri, highly reccommended, and Takaka hill on a bike would just rock) and what do I get? Torrential rain, slippery-as roads and half blind cage drivers doing 30 on the motorway (damn I was hoping to open her up for that last 500 metres or so).
I'll tell ya something for nothing...a week without a bike in a shitty hire car makes you ride real slow and cautious in those conditions.
Ahh Auckland, how I love you.
And whats with the 95% humidity last night? What a welcome home. Wonder if I can get a high paying job in Nelson?
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