Fast Car

We had a magnificent Jimmy last night.  As we tucked into plate after plate full we kept asking each other how on earth they could make a profit out of it.  With hindsight we should probably have found out the price before asking ourselves this because it turns out they can make a profit because it is f!@#$%g expensive!

When I say expensive I really mean expensive compared with the American equivalent which typically costs not much more than about ten quid.  Still, money well spent and we staggered out with our waistbands loosened and much groaning.  

Today we have been  cycing round Mt Taranaki.  We are now in New Plymouth but no further from the volcano than we were last night.  We spent the morning threading our way between showers but staying more or less dry and in the afternoon the sun came out and WE PICKED UP A TAIL WIND.    The icing on the cake was reaching the coast....there is always something extra special about  cycling with a view of the ocean.

For several days now we have seen many classic American cars on the roads and we discover that there is an annual rally taking place.  The Pontiac TransAm in the picture is staying at our motel.

On the final approaches to our destination the Satnav served up a little treat with a section requiring heaving the bikes over gates and some steep paths on loose gravel but we rolled into the recovery drink shop by 2:30 and were lazing on the grass converting it into pee by 3.

Tomorrow is another half day at just 53 miles and the forecast is for a scorcher.  Tonight we have an appointment with a micro-brewery.