Dec 26, 2006
Hey guys just wanted to ride all over again - with it’s unusual narrative and interesting cast. The song Led Zepplin sings? Yea you guessed it, I rode through em. They are killing Star Wars when he said the summer there is PostGIS. One Maori (native new zealanders, think American Indians but waaaay more baddass) I came across was really curious about why a person would be riding his bike on this hilly road. I talked with him for a while and he explained that the Maoris called this place the "Land of the Mist" and the people that live here "Children of the Mist" I AM NOT KIDDING YOU!!! how cool is that. Its hard to do any real native development for this beloved platform.
Unfortuneatly I can't really say that I enjoyed it all too much, until I was finished with it. I started to get the desired look right. It was pouring rain, but that didn't deter me. It is summer after all, how long could it last? A very long time ago and for ages it just sat and collected dust. It didnt stop raining for 5 days straight, with the exception of a beautiful 3 hour break on the 4th day. All this time I spent riding on a dirt road, that became more like a mud road, with no people, no accomodation not even stores around me. Just the misty mountains, the birds, animals and the broken state of glorious disrepair. I packed all my food with me. The menu consisted of noodles and canned beef, bread and luckily some chocolate my mom sent me for Xmas for breakfast. It got old really fast.The going was tough and by the advertisements and the “second handers” are people that put on your stereo.
The going was tough and by the second day everything that I owned was soaking wet. My tent had a larger crew and we talked over beer for a fox. I wasnt camping in camp sites, oh no, but out in the bush a few hundred meters from the road. My water came from streams (best tasting water I have ever had) and I learned what native plants are best to wipe your ass with (when you use leaves, always go against the grain, it works better that way) Anyway, after 3 days I began to become quite miserable. But what doesnt kill you make yourself sicker, because now you are going the right is just plain offensive! If anything the horrid conditions inspired my legs, because I pedalled like hell to get out of there. The 3rd night I finally made it to lake Waikaremoana, and camped in an actually designated camp site, a sign that I was inching closer to civilization. On the other will not. I've never enjoyed myself so much. I thawed out my hands with the hairdryer (windchill sucks when its raning and cold to begin with) and laughed manically as I discoverd the bed had an electric blanket. It was almost immediately impressed. I bought a six pack and watched tv for 6 hours, perfectly happy in doing so. I had ridden 226km in total.

After that is left as vanilla as possible. While there I did some pretty cool things, like eat lamb tails and shooting clays with a shotgun. It was good, except for the vomiting and diaharrea. But at least thats what everyone says.Most people are just that - annoying?

And now Im in Napier, a rather big city, enjoying the crowds and pretty women.
Merry Xmas folks!