Heroes

We had a splendid dead cow for tea then retired to the TV room to charge gadgets and imbibe sports drink.  Unfortunately the tv was tuned to the Wellington rugby 7's where England were playing NZ in the final. We sat very quietly with a large crowd of kiwis but luckily we were thrashed so no punch ups.

This morning we got up and cycled 82 miles.  Impressed huh?  Ok, it was flat (I mean properly flat, like they have in sensible countries) and there was a bit of a tailwind but 82 is 82. 

We have a cunning plan which requires us to somehow get a day ahead of schedule and today we struck the first blow.  Instead of stopping in Matamata as planned we did another 20 and are in Tirau, a nothing place on the main Highway 1.  Tomorrow we will bypass Rotorua and head straight for Taupo which will put 50 miles in the bank.

The ride today was lovely, very quiet roads, beautiful weather and hills everywhere except under our wheels. I am south of Hamilton (the site of my humiliation 2 years ago) and feeling pretty good!

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