It was a crisp clear morning and we were on the road by 8am. We were grateful for the cool air for we had a good sized hill within a mile of leaving Hu-Ha Bikepacker's Hostel. We made it to the top of Hope Saddle (2,100' elevation), took some pictures and then descended (pretty much)for the next 55 miles to the coast. The ride was spectacular. We had a fun descent, hugging the curves that took us down into a beautiful, green river valley. Norman Rockwell country to be sure. Lots of sheep, cows, horses. Old barns. Snow capped mountains off in the distance. I don't know if it was the clear blue sky, the fresh clean air, the smells of pine, eucalyptus, farm animals, or just what, but I think Dad and I were high on life for about 8 hours today. Pure bliss.
Thanks for sharing your bliss with us, Adria. The scenery sounds so peaceful. A land of peace and bliss....is it like heaven on earth?
ReplyDeleteI loved your decription of the hobbit bus driver. Ha!
I had a friend who lived with one of the native shamans for many months in New Zealand. He truly believes in the "little people". He claims to have had his luggage stolen by the little people (I can't remember if he called them elves or leprochauns?) Very interesting stories he shared about these people who lived in a certain valley near some volcanoes. But I hear NZ is the land of Volcano's.
Have a great Kayaking trip!
Love you,
Cheryl