No one can ride a mountain for you. Be prepared to feel so tired that you truly believe you cannot go on. Be ready to admit to fatigue and, yes, dejection. There is no such thing as an easy ride up a mountain.
Saturday, April 11, 2009
A pretty damn good Friday
Sun, surf and snow. Signs of an impending winter on the Kaikouras. You might need to click on the pic to see what I mean... I like riding with Bella because she uses the 'bushman's hankie' even more than me.
A recovering DJ and musician and lifelong habitual bike rider, my world revolves around pedalling, writing, wrenching and swilling.... Born and bred in Newcastle NSW Australia, I have been living in the windy city of Wellington, New Zealand since January 2007. I came for the mountain biking, and stayed for the... mountain biking and road riding. I don't much care if you don't want to hear about it, I'm going to tell you anyway.
1 comment:
awesome, I'd been hanging out for swome more round the bays photos.
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