The aim today was to follow the Rere Cycleway to Gisborne. However it felt a little weird heading in the opposite direction from your final destination. Felt good after half an hour to find the the trail beginning, and know I was on route. What I hadn't counted on was the thick, freezing fog in the valley. In a very short time, my toes and fingers were ice blocks, and then the seal stopped. And what about the newly spread gravel..... no lines to ride and frozen gravel on the cambers, looks like a long day.
After about 5kms, from out of the fog approached my first vehicle. A truck and trailer of the Downer type. The driver stopped to check that I was okay and on the right road. He had good and bad news. The good news: the new gravel stopped in 5 or 6kms. The bad news: the smooth road was 5 or 6kms away.
When the smooth road started, all was forgiven. The fog disappeared, and the fantastic downhill began. New top speed 63km, and braking for a 55km corner.
Stopped off for a break at Rere Falls, and about then the seal began again. Beautiful back road farmland, with a few gentle uphills, and some great sweeping downhills. The last 20kms were flat and sunny. Only problem was I had run out of water, having crunched through the ice that had formed in the bottles this morning. The first shop on the outskirts of Gisborne was a blessing.
Into the city, only to find my phone has reacted to the freezing conditions of last night. No access to my text messages from Lisa, so no idea where I am staying, no phone numbers, no names. Took quite some detective work, but happily worked it all out. And here I am, warm dry and comfortable, and even had time to defrost the tent. Great couple of days of adventure. Only a couple of days till I see the Hastings family. Only 230km to go.