I looked at the road switching its way up above me, and laughed with joy. My body felt strong, the sun was shining, and the music was pumping in my ears. I felt on top of the world – and after the climb, I was.
I get a rush from the exertion, doing something most people can’t do. It makes me happy.
Before the climb, a few hours were spent at the town of Takaka, swapping out dead brakepads and eating to get some energy for the climb.
I’m staying with Jake in Motueka – a cyclist I met on day one of this trip. We shared cycling stories, and he gave some tips for my road ahead.
arctic-cycler.com 