18th December – Lake Waikeremoana
As I said before, it rained the day before we were due to go on a four day hike around a lake, so moods weren’t especially pleasant. On the way, we bumped into a German cyclist, Sven, who was slowly working his way around the North Island completely on two self-powered wheels. We had previously bumped into him at the East Cape, giving him a lift to see the sunrise, and because we obviously didn’t need quite the same early start as him to go the distance, we overtook him twice over the next two days looking a little forlorn in the murky weather. Which made us feel better anyway.
When we reached Gisbourne (apparently a town of sunshine, but not then), we bought a large crate of alcohol along with our supplies so that when we got to Lake Waikeremoana (after miles and miles of gravel roads) we worked ourselves into a merry state whilst arranging our packs. Jens is desperately trying to keep a straight face into his journal while I model some tasty looking goggles…