Excited for another day on the Timber Trail!!
So we awoke at the crack of dawn and weren’t being considerate of the level of noise we created during the pack up. Top tip is always set up in the shade of an evening unfortunately this wasn’t a option for us this time. Due to setting up in the sun we had a light dew over our tent, so we dragged it over to the sunnier side of camp to dry out. After our staple of soaked oats and bananas (recipe to come) we pedalled off laden down with water for the days trail.
Back on the bumpy trail!! I had a thought whilst riding today, I know I should be careful my thinking could cause me a mischief. Here we go anyway, so mountains biking is a little bit like life, there are many up’s and downs, sometimes the road gets bumpy or life is just smooth sailing. You also never know what is round each corner who your going to meet what beauty you will encounter. Sometimes you just need to let go of the breaks and ride it out and other times grasping them until your knuckles turn white. So there you have it, this is what fills my mind whilst ‘off roading’ alongside have we got a first aid kit, what would my action be if Andy fell off and how would I get a rescue team ASAP with no phone signal etc. My mind even wanders to darker places considering if the worst was to happen how would anyone know my last requests (FYI I have noted them down in my journal).
Every corner there was a magical treat lurking.
I can see why the majority of people do this part of the timber trail.
We met many more cyclist today we think due to it being a Saturday there must of been at least 20people, so still not too hectic! Including a lovely couple called Debbie and Kevin.
So many photo opportunities I think this is why the trail takes so long.
Plus stopping at every stream or waterfall for a little dip of the toe. It’s amazing how revitalised you feel washing your feet on a hot day, I totally underestimated the effect.
The gorges were beautiful though left you with a haunting feeling. The thought of the man power that must of gone in to digging them out to lay the logging tramline is harrowing.
The bridges, well, they were magnificent. This is where nature and human artictecturhe combine can work in harmony. It was great to see Andy challenging his fear of heights. He even walked (which for some reason swayed the bridge even more) and paused in the centre for photos, very proud!!
When the trail came to an end we were exhausted but sad to see the finish. We glance over at each other both a bit frazzled then had the realisation that we still had 28km to our camping spot for the night in Taumarunui. So without further a doo we pushed on through the baking heat to discover it was a gravel road. For anyone that cycles one would understand the difference of effort used between tarmac and gravel.
Fortunately this felt like a resurfaced road after the trail and the views kept our motivation high.
As we entered our new home for the night our fingers and toes were crossed for there to be space. So now here I am sitting in this luxurious holiday park surrounded with the smell of fresh herbs, watching the river flow by eating this delicious meal, this is touring life at its best!!