We did a day of mountain biking on the Queen Charlotte track. This is something I have really been wanting to do. The weather cooperated, we met our friendly biking drop off helpers from Sea Kayak and hit the trail. That's Matt and Alex -- still not knowing what they are in for -- at drop off at the Torea Saddle.




Cherie has her game face on. And that's still on pavement.

Yup, it was beautiful. So walking your bike uphill ;-) is not nearly so bad as you might think. That's me on the trail down, during a nice safe bit.

OK we're done. Or at least this is as far as we made it. We bailed at Te Mahia bay, after we all came of our bikes at least once, and our trek was taking about twice the optimistic predictions we started out with. At least we're all smiles and no broken bones, no? It's not that visible but there are toothmarks in my left shin from the sprocket, the pedal, lord knows what, when I hit a patch of mud and flew off into the bush.

We took two bike repair kits but what we will take next time is a people repair kit. And there will be a next time.