So much for getting on the road early this was the coldest morning we’ve had, I was we were rolling just after 830 which was good for us. Our little robin friend had come back to visit us this morning bouncing around on our bikes and the table seeing what we had left for him.
I was wearing a snood and a warm hat the first on this trip as we rode through the shady beach trees along the access road. We warmed up and fortunately the sun was shining on the valley road so slowly we removed layers and pedalled along the gravel road slightly better maintained than what we were riding yesterday to Mavora lakes.
A few vehicles came down the road no doubt heading to the lakes some kindly slowing, some showering us with stones and dust. The morning would be mostly gravel both roads and the random well formed “around the lakes track” to Mossburn no head wind yet…..
We refuelled in Mossburn with 90mm left in Invercargill and like clock work the headwind was turned back on, the run to Bluff has a minor downhill slant but the wind stronger than any downhill gains. This was now mainly just farm land we had left the towering hills in the stations behind us. We pedalled and pedalled stopping regular for something sweet and chamois cream of course.
Into Winton for a last fuel stop and then back on the roads again, we quickly stopped at Wallacetown Chris picking us up some ciders for our last dinner en route. 8kms to go, sun setting, lights on so we could be seen another massive day our second longest at 155kms but the headwind making it feel like double.
We rocked into camp, Kate had a large pot of vege nachos ready for us, “fantastic” we downed the nachos the ciders and went to bed to battle the wind some more in our sleep.
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