Greymouth 16th February 2013
I pass through Greymouth as it’s a tad nondescript. A mining town on the recline, but with great history to the settlers from the past.
I was keen to move off the scenic highway and meander inland. Why you may ask…well, I’ve seen enough coast!
I set camp not far out of Greymouth, behind what sounds like the local gun club. No snap or crack over my head. So their certainly shooting in the opposite direction!
Something one doesn’t see everyday are bras hanging from a fence. This is noticed as ‘Mammary Land’!
Also a collection of cuddly toys!
Reefton serves as an afternoon break from the riding. It’s a very pleasant town. The local hotel serves up what it describes as a world famous roast. It’s working mans, been the biggest. I’m told, you’ll never eat it all and will need a doggy bag. It all goes down with out a sigh!
I was on the look out for a bike shop as my rear mech doesn’t seem to be perfectly in sync. I do find a helpful shop that checks my chain for wear. It’s worn. No chains to be had though in Reefton! But she’ll be fine until I get to Nelson.
An evening camping on the banks of Little Grey River. In the morning got my butt chewed by sandflies while using my bush toilet (hole in the ground)!
I stop at Ikamatua stores. More for the case of giving away my Jungle sleeping bag. Just never going to us it, along with it takes up quite a bit of space. The local lady in the shop was very pleased with her new acquisition.
On the road one never knows what surprises are in store. I stop in a little town on-route to Nelson called Wakefield. I’ve stocked up on supplies and about to set off looking for an evening camp spot. I notice an old British built BSA motorbike. As the rider and friend (on another BSA) pull into a cafe, I mention that these are the best bikes I’ve seen in New Zealand. And I’ve seen a lot. Well, after a brief chat with Hamish, he invites me over to his house in Richmond.
Hamish and Jane have completed no less that 20,000 odd km’s on bicycles.
I’m treated to food, wine and a bed. But most of all the opportunity to talk to fellow bicycle warriors, especially ones with such pedigree.
Hamish also kindly spends the next morning escorting me down to the local bike shop; Village Cycles.
Ruan (mechanic) sets about seeing how she fairs. Yes the chain is worn. But as I also know replacing that will also mean replacing the rear cog and chain rings, as these will generally slip on a new chain. The smallest and middle chain rings were also worn. No surprise there!
Hamish and Jane have a fine collection of touring bikes. Four Surly Long Haul Truckers, a Univega and to my pleasant surprise, Hamish is also building up a mountain bike with a Thorn Ripio frame. True class ol’chap.
I’m also considering a Thorn Raven frame for my next bike build.
Hamish has also wetted my appetite for cycling in the US. A very infectious enthusiasm to cycle touring. Thank you.
Nelson 22nd February 2013 – 362 km’s
Wild/stealth camping spots can be viewed when zooming in on each location. Also, click on the icon for a photo and another click will open it up in Flickr.
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