Saturday, January 5, 2013

Get Real! Seriously???

Saturday, Jan 5th
On the banks of the Whataroa River



Yup, I'm on a different river. Ya just never know what a day will bring and that's sure true on the road. Got up fairly early, totally perplexed about what to do. Got no answers in my sleep. Couldn't just lie in my bag. Tired of not moving, not going someplace. Needed a plan. Got packed up and headed back up this rocky road I had come down. It was a chilly morning and I had 2 small creeks to cross. Maybe Blaze will just go right through them and I won't have to get off and push. The first one yes...but not the second. Brrr, that water's cold. Refreshing way to begin the day! Further up the lane I see a guy in a truck. So what's the story! Gonna be Tuesday, optimistically. (Or longer, I'm thinking.). Then he mentions that copters have been giving lifts over the river at 5:00 for $50 NZ. ($40 US). Fair deal, I think. Ya, they'll sling your bike underneath. OMG! Is that safe, I think. Good to know. Now more to ponder. How the hell will they sling this top-heavy loaded bike under a helicopter and land it on the other side and not damage it? I feel incapable of making this decision. Blaze is just too valuable to take these kind of chances. I'll hitch back to a town and either stay thee til the bridge opens or hitch to the top of the pass leading to the other coast...and who knows where I'll end up. Not optimal. But beats sitting here. Wish I had someone to bounce ideas off of. Bruce. My buddy. Maybe he can help me think about this. And I have service. Yippee. He says Go For It! They know what they're doing. It'll be fine. Ok. Deep breath. Ok. Lets go back down to the river and see who's there. Who's that coming down the road? Ben and Laura. We're gonna try to get a copter lift. Me too! Lets go get on the noon flight!! So down we go. Look there's a laundry truck and a copter picking up bags of laundry. Can you take us and our bikes over? Sure $50. Deal. But how's this going to work? Oh we'll put bags of linen in the bottom of the rope netting bag and stack your bikes on it. Sure. Is thus gonna work? Guess we'll find out! Ok. All loaded. OMG! The load is unbalanced! The bikes are tumbling! Everything is all jumbled! How will he drop that down without damaging our bikes?





We're all white as sheets standing there watching our prized possessions...our only possessions...get dangled from the bottom of a helicopter and flown across a river! Only in the movies! What will we find when we get over? Now our turn. A helicopter ride! Yippee! OMG it's lifting off! This is fabulous! I took a video. What a view from up there. In my next life I want to be a copter pilot. Yup!




There are our bikes. They've taken them out of the bag. Nothing major looks wrong. Laura's has a rear fender issue that got resolved. Ben's gear bag got ripped. And one of my mirrors broke off. Not bad considering what we thought was happening. Not bad at all. What a crazy exciting day! One of the many highlights I'm having down here:)))

So we cycled into the small village of Hari Hari for a celebratory lunch. Fish and chips! Yum. We high fived! We clicked bottles! We were pretty ecstatic! We're on the other side! We made it!! Time to pedal to the glaciers. And so we did. But not together. I'm too slow to bike with others but that's okay. They don't need me around and I like my alone time too. But it was fun having others to share that copter ride with.

So tonight I'm camped by another river at a Glacial Flights place. With the view of the snow capped mountains behind me. And a quickly glowing river in front. Idyllic. And a yummy dinner. "Mommy salad" my daughter, Dana, calls it. It's when I just put everything I have on hand into the mix. Tonight it was: red pepper, cucumber, tuna fish, apple, nuts and dried fruit, raw broccoli, garlic, cheese, mayo ('cause I lost my olive oil bottle...maybe it fell out) and vinegar. Oh ya! Delish! On a hard roll. To die for! And Nutella for dessert. Does it get any better?

WHAT A DAY!!!!!!!!!! Whodathunk????

Bubbling BagLady


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Down By the River

Friday, January 4th
On the banks of the Wanganui River
South Island, NZ



Well that plan was pretty much a flop. Got down to the bridge to find a swiftly flowing river and a major construction site with really no way to even chat anyone up. I decided to wander up the river along this back road always. The Wanganui Valley trek starts here...at least it used to. Completely obliterated. Roadway ends with a cliff to the river bed.



After I set my tent up back here, a quarter of a mile from the bridge, I saw a helicopter going over and coming back. Over and back. The road back is quite rocky with a couple of creek crossings so I rode and walked back to where I could see what was going in. They're moving supplies if some sort across. The other side is quite cutoff from things. I don't think I want them to sling Blaze from the bottom of a copter and besides they've got more important things to attend to than an American touring around.

So now I'm back in my tent at about 5:30. It's actually hot in here and some of those nasty sand flies managed to get in too. They're wicked. Remind me of black flies in the Adirondacks.

And now I don't know what to do. The information I've gotten from a couple of sources is that Tuesday is the outlook. 4 nights away. I may have enough food for that long. But do I just hang out here reading and painting and napping? Or do I get a lift the 40 miles back to Hokitika tomorrow and wait it out there? I'll spend less money here. I'm already here. Oh I don't know. This is quite a predicament. I met one of the guys driving these big rigs so I'm pretty sure I can get a hitch to town, then back here perhaps.

Swat. Ouch. Slap. Scratch. How'd all these buggers get in here? Raid!! You'll all be dead! I'll win this!! But it's so bad out there, I won't be cooking tonight. Tunafish it is! I don't think staying here is the best idea. Ben and Laura headed back to the nearby lake. Course I don't know that it's any less buggy there. Maybe by the ocean with the breeze. It's sure hot all zipped up in here.

Frustrated BagLady



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Heading to the Washed Out Bridge

January 3rd
Coastal Highway 6
South of Ross
South Island, New Zealand



Yup I made it out of Hokitika! And it was a tough decision. I emailed Moa and Kiwi to see what they thought I should do: go north, go east, wait for repairs. Every time I looked at the map, nothing in any direction but south had much interest to me. I want to see the glaciers! I want to see Fiordland! Going around was a hard enough for folks with cars, but by bicycle practically impossible. And I had no desire to catch a bus. I want to bike!!! So this morning I awoke with the answer: bike down to the river and see what happens. Take enough food so you can camp out until its repaired. Why not? It's only suppose to be a couple of days before the have a temporary bridge in. So that's what I'm doing!!!

And after I stocked up at the grocery store -and am I stocked up!- I met a couple cycling south: Ben and Laura. They just met 5 days ago and started traveling together. Laura's a young Canadian woman (Toronto) who's been on the road since last summer having cycled down the west coast of the US into Mexico before coming here. Ben's a Brit who came here for a couple of months, like me. So I asked them their plan and told them mine. They hadn't decided and were headed for coffee to talk it over. See ya down the road, maybe!

And I did. They caught me down the road. (Everyone catches me:)). My positive attitude that I'd figure a way over the water inspired them to go for it. Love it. Further down the road I see a guy loaded coming my way. He said he'd come across the river. How??? Helicopter!!! How much? Free!...for an interview. It was a news copter. That's not going to happen twice. We'll just have to see what happens for me.

This guy has cycled tens of thousands miles. Amazing. Passes of Peru. Loves to push himself. He had some good stories.


I'm camped on a high point over the road with views of the coast (and sounds of copters overhead...lots of activity). And this annoying bird that's not afraid of me. Stones. Screams. Keeps coming back. I don't think it's a Kea. I've been warned they eat cars and bicycles. I seemed to have scared him away for awhile.

And that's all the news for today. And another glorious day in NZ it has been!!

Oh, I do want to mention all the caring drivers who bothered to stop and make sure I knew the road was closed. So thoughtful. One even offered me a lift in his truck, but it was such a beautiful day and I was in no rush, I declined graciously. The world is so full of kind people. Please stop listening to the news. It's tainting your perception of reality. Get out and meet some strangers TODAY! You won't regret it.

P.S. it's 7:04:). Some of you know what that means. For the rest, the time, when I check it, is most often 4 minutes after the hour. It's almost creepy how frequently it happens!

Roar of distant waves crashing to shore
Faint birds chirping
Grey light of cloudy setting sun
Quiet closed road
Remote
Alone
Calm
Unafraid
Restful
Rich
Blessed
Introspective



And I have to keep reminding myself "I'm in New Zealand!" Today's views remind me of Idaho without the shoreline.

Optimistic BagLady