Wake up feeling pretty hellish, with that sinking feeling that drinking vodka and powerade has never been scientifically proven to produce (but still does, despite the electrolytes). Hayden, Lawrence (former Barnes) and Trevor Symons are all partly to blame. “Naked Bus” to Taupo. Sweet scenery on the way, with steep sheep-laden hills, lots of farmland, and obedient cows walking in for their milking.
Hire bikes and take off towards Huka Falls. Ride down into the tracks, whilst teaching Em about gears (luckily I am not judged on the results!). We take a track which turns out to be a loop. Good fun, and gets Em a little more confident on hills (with no skills). Since nowhere nearer the falls, we have lunch by the hot water stream, and then take on the 40 minute ride to the falls. Okay, 40 minutes in fit New Zealand Mountain Bikers standards maybe? Takes us about 90 minutes, with Em pushing bike up most hills (gears!?).
We head to the dam downstream. An easier ride, although covering more distance (and despite the sand traps and flies). We then ride the roads back into town. Heading uphill for the best part of an hour does nothing to quell Emily’s “hate” of mountain biking!
Fortunately, with all the uphill comes a good stretch of downhill, and despite losing bolts from the crank on my bike (I bodge it), we make it back. Emily kicks her bike as we depart. I take the quiet option and decree not to suggest biking again too soon.
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