Riding on the bike is mostly easy. Turn those pedals and enjoy moving along generally much faster than walking and with much less effort that running. Not being wrapped inside a car is good too as you move through the world and feel part of it and breathe in unfiltered fresh air. That’s a lot of what the TA is about. But when some force of nature, mechanics, or biology begins applying a bit of friction to the system, that ease can seem to slip away. The weather can turn, part of the bike start failing, you start to feel sick or low on energy for example. There are infinite possibilities, and over 3000kms you’re likely to encounter multiple unexpected challenges. Weather and wind are highly likely to hit you first and I’ve covered them elsewhere. At least that’s what chose to hit us. Cyclone Gabrielle started it off bringing a threat that we might not be able to start at all. And when we did anyway, there was tha...
A week or more ago I might have been feeling a little smug, if I’m honest, about the the good luck we had had with the weather since Wanganui. We could see through the various channels that other riders were battling some horrible stuff in St Arnauds and on the coast a in the days before we arrived on part of the journey. We weren’t unsympathetic of coarse, just glad that, as we travelled through, we seemed to be avoiding the badness. We encountered a medical issue and delay at one point which got resolved, but weather didn’t seem to be a problem. Part of me entertained the possibility we might get all the way down the coast and across to Bluff without getting wet. Dumb, I know. Not just because of the place, but also the time. The West Coast is notorious for rain and in this day and age weather in New Zealand and the world is a bit mental. Soon enough the forecasts were out for not one, but two wet and potentially stormy fronts coming through. We bec...