To a town called Geraldine

120km across the flat lands of Mackenzie country brought me to the foothills of the Southern Alps, with the mighty Mt Cook in the background.


South Island has fewer than a million inhabitants, so the roads are delightfully quieter.


This means the distances between feeding stations are ever greater, but this slab of hummingbird cake put a few miles back into the legs!


This roadside fruit stall waylaid me….couldn!t resist the apricots from Otago.


And when I checked in at the Kiwi Holiday Park in Geraldine, Lindsay (the warden) kindly donated the cost of my pitch. Yet another example of Kiwi kindness.
Significant donation today: a lady called Stacey approached me in a service station and contributed $20.
I am touched by people’s trust and their spontaneity.
Please donate to the Children of Syria:
Footnote: Steve Wesson has begun the chase from Cape Reinga. We hope to shake hands and have a beer or three at Bluff……..but he needs to get on his bike and pound the tarmac. I’m about 1500km ahead of him. See you in Antarctica, Steve!
Follow his irreverent blog here. You will be amused!

About Frank Burns

My journeys around the world are less about riding a bicycle, and more about what happens when I get off the bicycle. Click on the Personal Link below to visit my webpages.

Posted on February 9, 2013, in New Zealand End-to-End 3000kms and tagged , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 1 Comment.

  1. That bit of cake looks like evil rider fuel! Keep on trekking Frank!


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