141km 446m elevation
It’s amazing the restorative powers of a good night sleep, and a breakfast of free range poached eggs didn’t hurt either. Tristin outdid herself with hospitality.
It was a bit of up-and-down leaving Ararimu but once we left Miranda it was flat as far as the eye could see. We had a crosswind for the first part going along the bottom of the Firth of Thames. Being the good bloke he is Scott stopped to help some gravel riders who had a broken chain. Despite trying for quite awhile he didn’t have the bits to get them sorted. The three of them carried on, two friends pushing the guy with the broken chain along between them.
As we turned the corner to head south the rain started. We were fortunate to reach the cheese factory at a convenient time to stop for lunch because that’s when the heavens opened.
Once it had eased off a bit we got tracking along but the rain was fairly persistent. When we arrived at Paeroa Nerena was very cold. She had been sick leading up to the tour so was concerned about getting unwell again. Knowing that my mum and dad were waiting for me at our stop for the night kept me going.
The Pearson family are only a couple hundred metres from the Trail in Manawaru. Mum and Dad had been invited for dinner too, and Nerena and Scott showed up a little bit later. Shelley is also gluten free and she outdid herself with a delicious dinner and even two different cakes to choose from for dessert.
Thank you for your hospitality Pearson family!