Wild mood swings

27 Mar

Planned to do 135 km to Haast today but feel tired and sore. Stay in the camp and sleep all morning, then have lunch and set off. It feels tough and after about 10 km I've had enough. For a little while I'm considering quitting and re-scheduling my flight. Then I stop at a lookout and within 10 minutes three cars full of young Czechs independently on each other pull over attracted by my Czech flag. It's nice to talk to them, they're very supportive and it brings my spirit up. I manage to do 50 km to Makarora.

Have nice dinner, do some stretching and meet a few more supportive people in the camp. Then go to a pub for a beer and meet two 'insane' kiwis going lightweight on racing bikes doing daily 200 km. They offer me to sleep in their cabin which I thankfully accept. I'm much better in the morning - the crisis is over.