The first climb up over Gentle Annie is unrelenting, and the Tyre rub in lowest gear is back..... damn. I thought the guys at the Bike Shed had solved the problem. The back wheel certainly was running sweetly when I left the shop. Still the view from the top of the Wanganui River is fantastic, with mist covering the surrounding hills.
The day continued upwards. All you can expect really as I am following up a major river. This valley has a whole lot of history, and getting to Pipariki will close a long unfinished circle and desire. Many years ago Juliet and I had canoed the upper reaches of the River, and I had always wanted to complete the journey.
The rubbing was getting worse, so a stop to try and straighten the wheel was made. Not as successfully as the other day. Kept getting confused about which spoke needed to be tightened and which way to turn the lug..... oh well. Then a little late, on the gravel, all of a sudden I have another strange noise. A clip has busted on the trailer and the back bar has ripped a hole in the trailer tyre. Oh bother. Duct tape and zip ties.
Am getting tired now and trying to negotiate a steep little corner sees me slide on the frozen gravel and crash on my side. With Pipiriki in site, seems like a good idea to call it a day.