Not Molesworth

Yes, I had very big plans to cycle the Molesworth track with a friend, crossing NZ's biggest farm (180,476 ha!!!) and heaps of other great tracks in mind.
But - due to a lack of reliability of my left knee I had to forget about these plans. Anyways, this is about travelling with a bike - and about meeting other countries' people. So I decided to hitch with my bike.

First try: out of Blenheim. After a long hours' wait and an unbearable amount of pitiful looks an artist picked me up with his >>300,000km-magic-machine. So I ended up in Kaikoura, wandered around the peninsula to spot some seals and found out that walking isn't any better with that knee.

So - more hitching, further south to Christchurch. The moment I popped out my thumb a woman (!) stopped. I wasn't exactly hiding my bike but maybe not showing it as offensively this time; however, I had a wonderful day in the South Island's biggest town! And a very awkward knee-debate in a chemistry.

Then - a perfect day. Sun, clear skies over Mt Cook, Kea Lookout, cycling the Plains of Rohan, most beautiful tent site at a river. Mmmmmh.