I am just about ready to give up on WordPress.
One of the sacrifices that I needed to make for this bike tour around Taranaki was to leave the laptop at home. I have to admit that trying to write posts on my phone has been more than challenging. The WordPress App was not producing the desired results and while the mobile website delivers better formatting options, using it is very frustrating – I am over “aw snap’, especially when attempting to save your work.
On a more positive note, the terrible weather forecast for the last three days of the ride never really eventuated. It did turn very wintry but we managed to avoid the worst of the rain and showers,
The terrain became quite a bit more challenging and on our old huff-n-puff bikes Ruth would have mutinied and I would have given up. The F19s handled them and we only ever had to use the first level of pedal assist.
The route for those three days was on virtually car free country roads and lanes and with the scenery ever changing and the rain staying away, it capped a great ride.
Even with many stops along the way, in the absence of walking our bikes up hills we were getting to our destinations much more relaxed and much earlier that anticipated.
My childhood town (Cliff) of Stratford delivered a little rain and cold temperatures but visiting as we did, gave me a different perspective. I was viewing it through the eyes of a visitor, well Ruth’s eyes in particular. She felt my earlier descriptions of it were rather unjustified.
In Inglewood, our AirBnB host greeted us by informing me that she thought we were related. The only problem was my name. She was related to a Clifford. Ah yes, that would be my great Aunty, she was the only person who insisted on calling me by my full first name. The hosts grandmother. We had shared a set of great grandparents.
The quiet country lanes of the last day eventually joined a sealed coastal bike path back to our starting point,
This ride was our ‘trial run’ to determine the capability of ourselves and the folding bikes as a combination for touring. As we had a celebratory ice cream in the Park we gave it the thumbs up.
While Ruth was in such a positive frame of mind I got her to agree to the next adventures, a more ambitious three week ride that will also introduce the concept of taking the folders on public transport. We head off on that one st the beginning of February.