Day 2 plan was to head to Tauranga. One of the horses my brother and I have shares in was due to race at the Tauranga races and I was to meet him there.
As I was ready to go by about 7:30, I decided to take the scenic "Motu Track". If I had any brains at all I would have realised what I was letting myself in for when I saw signs saying "Mountain bike Trail". It was 60km of goat track, or at least that's what it seemed. I actually got to ford a couple of creeks, my first. The highlight of the trail was coming up to a hare sitting in the middle of the track. He took of with me in hot pursuit, okay, it was slow pursuit, but he ran down the track for a good 3km, just keeping 10 yards ahead of me all the way. Talk about dumb and dumber. There is me on my G650GS with road tyres chasing a hare who just needed to jump of the track to get away. Actually I didn't want to look off to the side as I fear it was a long way down. Maybe the hare wasn't so dumb.
I eventually reached the main Opotiki road. Needless to say I did not see another motorised vehicle on the track. Saw about 1/2 a dozen Mountain Bikers, but no other motorbikes or 4WD's. Glad to reach the end though and felt a real feeling of accomplishment. Last time I had an offroad adventure I managed to ....ahhhh... park, thats the word I am looking for, park my bike in a ditch and break the clutch handle and gear lever.
Road into Opotiki and thought I would phone "She who must be obeyed" to regale her with my intrepid exploits.
Pulled out the iPhone and ...Uh oh .... last nights text was showing as "undelivered". There were also about 5 voice messages and a number of texts getting more and more worried about where I was. I had visions of SAR, the Army, the Air force and probably also the Navy out searching for me. When my wife decides a search is needed, she will stop at nothing! Managed to get a few hundred sorries into a 5 minute phone call, but crisis averted and I was good to complete the days ride. Also had a text from my brother saying that our horse was scratched, had a strained muscle, so decided to take the scenic route through Ohope, Whakatane and the cost road through to Tauranga.
It was a fantastic day and what a great ride. Arrived at the camping ground and got a cabin. Couldn't face another night in the tent. The owners of the camping ground knew my name. I wondered how they knew who I was. It seems that my wife had phoned them and asked them to remind me to check in..... They thought it was funny!
I am not that impressed with the camp. Seems to be about 65% permanent residents and the rest are teenagers looking for a good time. I am sure the cabin is shaking with the bass from the various stereos, but I have a fantastic view.
I will add photos later (now done), but time for bed, as I head home tomorrow and it is meant to rain all the way.
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