Tekapo itself was madness but the Good Sheppard church was both stunning in its setting and overrun.



Tekapo itself was madness but the Good Sheppard church was both stunning in its setting and overrun.



Waking early to crazy morning, bird song. We needed an early start because it was uphill all the way to Tekapo.
20ks of slow but nice gravel by-passing Fairlie before we joined the mad rush out of town holiday traffic going heel for leather up Burkes pass to Tekapo.










After the sodden day yesterday we started with a bit of a gloomy flat stretch with some long downhills, then headwinds and rolling country to Pleasant Point which was pleasant but cold.
Funny interaction with a steam train driver wondering whether the cycle path should go across the train lines or around.
Quiet back roads and a short uphill gravel and deer, into Pioneer Park.





The oversized baggage people are very cool. Security not so cool – confiscated the bike oil and puncture repair kit because they are ‘dangerous goods’ and rejected the pedal spanner because it was too long.

Boxing up the bikes and putting them on the plane to Christchurch. Then a warm up ride to our friend John’s.


