Trip Start Sep 05, 2010
360Trip End Aug 21, 2011
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On an open plain, the wind started to absolutely batter us. At first we could ride it out but when Polly was blown off (honestly blown off her bike) we stopped to rethink. I was able to go from a standing start quickly up to 35mph without even turning the pedals, given the bike and gear weighs 60 kg on top of my 70 kg you can get some idea of the force of the breeze. We tried to sit it out but when a friendly local in his pickup reversed up to warn us that this could last a couple of days, we knew that we had to get off the highland plain and try and find some lower sheltered ground
We made it to lower ground and as the wind changed direction we struggled to make ground. We rounded a brilliant blue lake, again the white horse waves showed how extreme the weather was. The views of Mount Cook, the highest peak in Australasia, were mind blowing. Against the crystal clear skies, the mountain stood tall. Even with our terrible camera and minimal photographic skills, I'm sure you'll agree that the shots are unbelievable.
Omarama (it made me think of Oklahoma and Osama Bin Laden and Barrak Obama, now there’s a musical) was another perfect base for the night. The deserted campsite was beautiful and we pitched the tent as the sun cast brilliant shadows on the surrounding hillsides. The campsite lady even had the following days ride printed out and laminated from The Peddler’s Paradise (a book written about cycling around New Zealand) and gave us big fluffy towels as she knew that cyclists don’t carry nice towels, can this country get any better?
Miles cycled: 58 and we were blown all over the place