As we get used to what will be normal for a month-plus, I kept my weekend ride local – staying on the hill on familiar streets less than two kilometres from home. I’m rather pleased I do live on a hill, as there’s plenty of climbing to be found out my front door. What’s more, it was a glorious early autumn Sunday afternoon – generally sunny, with a gentle southerly not letting things heat up.
With the country in lockdown, the biggest change I’ve noticed locally has been the peacefulness without the suburban traffic. Riding every street on the hill was even more enjoyable without thinking too much of the traffic. Plenty of people were out walking and biking whilst keeping in their bubbles, many looking rather bemused by the whole situation. A bit different to my usual weekend rides, but thoroughly enjoyable with a variety of expansive views, a neighbourhood with a wide variation of architecture and plenty of trees.
Might not do this again for another couple of years, but it was good to find a better route this time – taking five kilometres off, while still covering all the streets on the hill. It did give me other ideas for exercise close to home, although it’ll take a while for my legs to be good for anything besides cycling on hills.
Cape Kidnappers from the end of my street.
Guess I won’t be downtown for
a while, from a little further back up my street.
Those three houses always catch my eye from afar.
Looking back towards my little corner of the hill.
There’s still a little bit of work for these tugs…
The cliffs I was on top of last week above the container ship.
Go get it!
Got it.
Over Ahuriri fuel storage, the estuary, and Poraiti towards the Kaweka Ranges.
Those cliffs.
A touch of the old sawtooth warehouses.
Indeed.