The day of cycle trail, Tuala, Tate, Alex and I were being driven, by my Mum, to the place we agreed to meet. The place we agreed to meet was a little picnic spot near Little River. By the time we arrived most of the people were already there. We were near last because we went back to my place to pick up my camera.
Later that day we were getting into groups from the fastest to the slowest. Quaid and I made ourselves buddies. We started out in the third fastest. When that got too slow so we moved up into the second fastest.
Eventually we broke off from the group and biked by ourselves. My mum kept popping up and made herself the photographer. I got twigs stuck in my gears and had to fix my chain which was annoying.
Eventually we broke off from the group and biked by ourselves. My mum kept popping up and made herself the photographer. I got twigs stuck in my gears and had to fix my chain which was annoying.
Finally Quaid and I reached the lunch spot. Tate had got a video of him falling off his bike next to Lake Ellesmere. I watched that and laughed. That made me realise I was so hungry. I also realised that my lunch box was in my Mum’s car and she was out taking photos. I finally decided to eat the snacks in my hydration pack.
There was a big rock at the lunch spot and I went up there. It had the best views so I took some photos. Finally I decided to eat the snacks I carried. There was a rock at the lunch spot and if you climbed it you got amazing views too. I took some pictures from the rock but I didn’t take any pictures on the ride as it was too hard bike and taking photos. I thought it would be too hard to be getting on and off, as I would lose all my momentum. We had ridden roughly 12 km and had averagely 8 km to go.
There was a big rock at the lunch spot and I went up there. It had the best views so I took some photos. Finally I decided to eat the snacks I carried. There was a rock at the lunch spot and if you climbed it you got amazing views too. I took some pictures from the rock but I didn’t take any pictures on the ride as it was too hard bike and taking photos. I thought it would be too hard to be getting on and off, as I would lose all my momentum. We had ridden roughly 12 km and had averagely 8 km to go.
The last 8 km was really boring. I went right at the back of the fast group and cruised at a reasonable speed. At one point I passed Sam M and caught up with Alex. There was only about 1 km to go when I caught up to Alex. Even though the ride was easy it was still a relief to pass through the gates at finish. When I put down my gear Mr T gave me a milk bottle lolly. Quaid had already arrived and was sitting under the Kempthorne truck. It was nice and shaded under the truck.