We pushed our bikes up the gravel road over the mountain, through rivers, faster than the clouds of sandflies could catch us. Oh! we were so pooped!
The next day we road from Murchison for 10 km, got 2 flat tires, ran out of tubes, and hitchhiked with a fisherman in his Ford 250 (one of only 15 in NZ he boasted) This is just a pretty shack we ran into at the fishing docks.
At Docks, waiting for our ride to continue on to Greymouth.
I made Aaron a HUGE strawberry birthday cheesecake! So YUM! I had to crush the hardest ginger cookies in the world with a hammer for the bottom crust....it took ages!
International food night at the hostel. Our homemade mac n' cheese was a hit.