Before leaving Queenstown I watched an episode of ‘Sensing Murder’. Which I shouldn’t have since my friend Monica had told me about it previously. It’s a show about psyschics who talk to dead people and solve crimes. I know it sounds crazy and illogical but it was late and I couldn’t sleep. The episode I watched was about this deaf girl who was taken just off the main road and strangled almost to death, and then beaten to death with a brick. Then she was rolled off the road and down a ditch never to be found again. Never watch shows like this – EVER!
Today was the last long ride. And of course it started in a closed, quiet road, that looked perfect for committing murder. And of course I was now in areas untouched by mobile networks. So even if I didn’t get murdered, there was no way to call the police.
It was 80km on a mixture of up’s and down’s. The largest incline was long behind me by 9am. There was another crazy hill down by way of a ‘reward. I was just grateful that the roads were a lot emptier and they were a lot less narrow.
Surprisingly the terrain has changed completely since the ride into Queenstown. It’s almost a little surreal thinking about how much it has changed since then. What was previously dry and arid terrain was now lush and beautiful forestry. There were a number of river beds along the way, but all of them were quite dry. Still it was a different kind of beautiful.
The winds were quite high, this side of the island, and it got a little dicey – but not the end of the world. I did round a corner and I was faced with a stray cow that I had to swerve around. It was mostly black with a white face, as if it was branded with the white hand of Sarumon. It was a bit of a shock, and it just looked at me. I’m telling you they’re trying to get back at me for eating them all.
I didn’t stop at all for today’s ride. Not for lack of want, but because whenever I stopped I was engulfed in a swarm of sandflies that wanted to eat me. So I rode all the way to Haast. When I arrived, my motel was closed so I consumed a giant sundae at the local cafe.
Now I’m lying in a bed massaging my knee. For some time now I’ve been struggling with an ache in the knee and today’s ride ended with me pedalling with just the left leg. Hopefully tomorrow will be better.
Love & affection.