Orewa > Sandspit

52km

~3h40

July 6, 2012

Here we go! I was waiting impatiently for that moment: one week of sunny weather non stop says the forecast. It is time for a spin. Objective, 50km per day in direction of Kerikeri because work seems to be around this area. The main road is not too bad, nearly easy except for the traffic and the pollution. Fortunately, I have my tiny mirror that I used constantly.

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Today’s trip went fairly nice. I passed through Warkworth (Google Maps) where I bought some food and changed my mobile account. Then I went east towards Sandspit to spend the night in a small campsite next to the water recommended by my book.

On the road

During the day, I have different break time and one of them had chicken moving around. Refreshing!

The surprise of the day

After about three quater of the road between Warkworth and Sandspit, I was reaching the top of a hill when a motorcycle overtook me and stopped few hundreds meters away. At first I was not sure if that was for me or not but the guy and (I believe) his son seemed to look back towards me. I cycled to their level and straight away the guy says: ” Hey, my name is Yan, I’ve been touring/cycling like you just a few months ago in Asia. If you want, you can sleep at my place tonight. I live few hundred meters away on the left hand side. It’s easy to find, ok?” Me: “Ooo-kay”. Wow, I did not expect this but the guy seems honest.

A moment later, I arrive at what I think is the place he described to me earlier but I don’t see any motorcycle. That’s weird. What I am going to say to the owner if that’s not the Yan, I met a moment ago. Maybe that’s not the right house. Finally I didn’t dare to knock the door and kept cycling a bit further. “Rah… there is a steep slope now going down hill… I’m pretty sure that was his house but I cannot confirm 100%. If that’s the case I will have to climb this one up on my way back. Anyway, the campsite is this way so I will visit around and come back later if I have too.

I reach Sandspit. The landscape remains wonderful. The campsite seems very nice but I would feel bad about Yan’s invitation. At least I must try to go back. Ok, let’s go to what I think is his house. After I climb that steep hill, I arrive to the supposed Yan’s home and ‘yes’, this time the motocycle is back! That must be the right place.

I meet Yan again who explained to me that he had to deposit his son to his ex-wife first. Reason why he was not here when I arrived the first time. He also tells me that he is a yoga teacher and does sculpting as a passed time. His terrace has the best view on the valley where I came from today. ‘You’ can be zen with such a beautiful landscape.

We discussed about touring the whole night. Yan showed me some of his pictures he took along the way. While I was taking a shower, he went out and bought 2 fish n’ chips. He explained that he cycled more than 4000km in Europe and something like 2000km in New Zealand. Last January, he spent 1 month between Cambodia, Laos and Thailand. Finally the night was falling and I thought it might be a right time to leave and reach the campsite I’ve seen earlier but Yan told me that I could stay for the night, no problem. I set up my sleeping bag in the living room and I was set for the night. What a lucky day 🙂

4 thoughts on “Orewa > Sandspit

  1. Ça fait plaisir de te lire aujourd’hui ! Le moral à l’air d’être de retour ! Tant mieux !
    Marie G était dans le vrai : go go go chez l’habitant(e) !
    Cette fois, je crois que le vrai voyage a débuté ;o)
    On est tous impatients pour les photos, alors vivement que tu débusques enfin un CyberCafé ouvert !!!
    @ bientôt et bonne route !

    1. Merci Carl 🙂 oui les “internet café” (comme ils disent ici) cours pas les rues. Certains camping propose ce service mais c’est 2$ les 15min sur un ordi qui doit avoir 10ans. C’est du vol.

  2. Coucou Dam,

    Ouah c’est super de pouvoir discuter avec les Néo Zélandais et tout ! Du coup tu as pu découvrir des spécialités locales. Ca fait chaud au coeur de lire ces lignes pleines de désir de découvertes :-). Superbes photos en tout cas. Les lumières hivernales sont très jolies ! (Tu as pu gratter quelques oeufs aux poules ? ^^ )

    1. Merci Max :-). En fait ici et comme en Australie. Il n’y a pas vraiment de spécialité locale (pour la bouffe j’entend). Yann m’a fait découvrir le poridge et c’est anglais. Lui il est deutch 🙂
      Et pour les poules c’est plutôt elles qui m’auraient bien gratté mon sandwich 🙂

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