Featberston Station - ready to roll |
We did the trip during the Christmas break; 5 January 2016 to be exact. Remarkably I had planned it to be that day or close to it. The weather was to be just right - clear blue skies, little wind and a mild temperature and it was.
We met the 8:30am train to Featherston at the right time and got our bikes loaded in the luggage car. Both of us were ready for the first coffee of the day but the guard said that we could be going any minute and that the coffee cart was very slow. So we waited patiently for the train to go - along with a number of other riders. Eventually they found an engine, hitched it up and half an hour or more later we headed for the Featherston. It is a very nice train ride.
When we got off the train at Featherston a man asked us how to get to the trail. And we said to follow us but that we were going to stop for a coffee and he was welcome to join us. It turned out he was from Hamilton and was doing the incline while his wife was at some archery event. He rode with us to the Cross Creek turn-off. The day was perfect,
Lake Wairarapa behind |
Bachs on Ocean Beach |
We stopped at the end of the beach to have some of our rather nice lunch. It was nice to rest the bum and get ready for what proved to be a rather challenging ride. After Ocean Beach the track became much more challenging. The distance we had to cover was 16 kilometres and even on a rougher
surface than tarmac we would probably do this in around an hour. Not this stretch. The track initially climbed a firm sandhill that required the use of our lowest gears. The next few kilometres followed that pattern and then all of a sudden we hit a long stretch of terrain which was quite sandy which required us to push the bikes very frequently. Even a mountain bike would have had problems. It felt really hard on the legs; more so than the riding
Sand and more sand - looks firmer than it is |
Shingle fan - a challenge for some |
for about four kilometres. I knew that there was a track that would take us over the coastal hill to the coastal track that takes one past Pencarrow Head. What I did not realise once we started up the hill how steep it was. I only got a few metres before I ran of gears and energy. B eventually gave up too. However the walk up was not too arduous but coming down the other side required a tender piece of riding as there was thick gravel and in parts it was very steep. Five minutes after leaving the top we were on the flat area. Fortuitously there was a nice a little southerly blowing which made riding very quick. My legs were very tired and I thought
that rather go to Petone it would be good if Eastbourne Ferry was going at the time we would arrive.
The end point of the Rimutaka Cycle trail but not for us |
We were too tired to go our usual route home and instead opted for the cable car. The final tally of kilometres for the day was 90. It was with that news I happily sat down after a shower and celebrated with B our mad endeavours. It was a day to savour long after it had been finished. Would I do it again? Yes but we did say give us year or so. It is a wonderful ride!