Friday, nearly the end of the year, and so much seems to have happened. Lots of things that I won’t be writing here, some I will.
Reading some more of Gerald Durrell’s biography I was struck again by what a larger-than-life character he was, I’m glad I got to visit the zoo in Jersey, even if I did have misgivings about it at the .
As the first stage of our trip to New Zealand I spent the morning packing the bikes in boxes—and foolishly forgot to measure the boxes, so my bike (the larger one) ended up in the smaller of the two boxes. Didn’t realise until I’d nearly finished, no wonder Jo’s was the easier of the two to pack!
The bags are packed, everything looks far too small with no panniers, no tent, we even left the airbeds at home once we re-read what can be supplied by Phil.
Melbourne’s weather has finally fined up after the last few days of rain and wind, it is starting to feel like spring, rather than the middle of winter! I’m curious what the weather in New Zealand will be, neither of us is looking forward to a fortnight of cycling in the rain.
