Archive for March, 2008
Rakaia Gorge -> Kimbell (wild camp, yarn)
Distance (km) : 140
Time on bike : 7h 31m
Brutto time: 08.55 – 19.30
Avg : 18.6 km/h
Total (km) : 28.090
I’m high on music, tailwind, an empty and gently descending road, and on being here….on being, really.
Tune of the Day: Sway – Bic Runga (kiwi singer)
Christchurch -> Rakaia Gorge (wild camp)
Distance (km) : 83
Time on bike : 3h 46m
Brutto time: 15.10 – 19.20
Avg : 21.9 km/h
Total (km) : 27.950
From Chch W/SW to Lake Tekapo, Lake Pukaki and Mt. Cook. Then back to the east coast and Dunedin, along the SE coast and the Catlins, to Invercargill, Milford Sound, Queenstown, Wanaka, and all the way up the W coast to Nelson etc. Then the North Island.
Practical day in Christchurch. Nothing too exciting. Busy-busy. Leaving tomorrow.
Time has come to say goodbye.
Goodbye to 6 fantastic months in an even more fantastic country. Standing here in Sydney’s Int’l Airport is really weird for me. The bags are all packed, the bike’s ready to board the plane, the last goodbyes to my Aussie friends behind me.
All sorts of different emotions go through me right now. One moment I’m super excited about going to New Zealand, with every single cell in my body determined to hit the road again. The next, I’m slowly realizing that..well, no more Australian pleasures & adventures for now, a country that’s become so wonderfully familiar to me over the last 183 days.
Goose skin, from top and down. Can’t help it. The feeling of a New Beginning has never been stronger. 3 months (I reckon) of Kiwi delights (fingers crossed) ahead of me.
Must go. Time for a snack and a bit of…looking back, I guess…contemplating, looking forward..before boarding the Virgin Blue plane in 3 hours.
See you all in New Zealand!
Bye for now – Nicolai
(Pictures to come)
No photos, no text today.
A long walk (the last) at Bondi Beach eats my morning.
The internet café on Bondi’s main drag eats my afternoon.
A couple of easy-see-easy-forget movies with Kate eat my evening.
You have to take care of your time. It’s so fragile and easily eaten.
Departing Flight – Sydney to Christchurch – Sun 23 Mar
19:40 Sydney 23-Mar-08
00:45 am Christchurch 24-Mar-08
Pacific Blue DJ 74
Get the picture?
If you dont change your direction, you may end up where you were headed. NN Quote.
Please click the link below…
…on the road again, I can’t wait to get on the road again…
Google Stats show me that my WT-site has been visited by 92 countries over the last month, and the Swedes and Canadian generally spend more time on the site than other nations.
To have readers from Gabon [in the darkest of Africa, red.] and Azerbaijan is a great honour for me.
Click in the lower right hand corner for a en enlargement – in the unlikely event that you do understand Danish!
I can’t stop myself. There’s so much electricity here in Sydney and I just have to take advantage of that.
It’s such a luxury for me and my laptop.
So I’ve made a new movie clip (4’40”) with photos, a bit of footage and another great song from American Band of Horses…
Photos to come…
If I ever had my doubts about the much hyped beauty of Sydney, well, the rest of that doubt totally vanished today during the infamous Manly to The Spit Scenic Walkway with Ben. A great 10 km walk!
Sydney IS the most beautifully situated city in the world. No doubt about it!
Thought of the Day: The key to an easy relationship with other people is not to impose your ego, nor to crush the ego of others. Svami Prajnanpad.
Tune of the Day: In Grace – Thomas Dybdahl
Shelly Beach, Fairfax Walking Track, Manly’s beautiful North Head, Collins Beach, Little Manly Cove and Manly Cove are all on the agenda today.
We all need a bit of sunshine on our heads & souls.
Thought of the Day: Man cannot be broken down into emotions, intellect, or action. Man is a whole. When these three elements of intellect, feelings, and actions are in harmony, they make up man.
Daytrip: 33 km (Bondi -> Manly Vale)
I met Ben for the first time in a hostel in Istanbul (June 2006) during the World Cup Soccer.
In Chiang Mai, Thailand (March 2007) we met up again and had some crazy cum fantastic days and nights out.
Now he lives in the Sydney suburb Manly Vale with a few room mates. Accepting his invitation was not difficult. It’s our third meeting on three continents. I love the logistics here and the reunion is great!
Thought of the Day: The state of mind is a vicious circle. It creates problems for itself, and then tries to resolve them. Svami Prajnanpad.
Tonight I meet up with Dave & Anna in their flat in Coogee South (5 km south of Bondi)They are still the lovely aussie couple that I vividly remember from our previous encounters, in Bishkek and in Karakol in Kyrgyzstan, and later in Kashgar in Western China. It’s just fantastic to see them smiling again!
…and did I mention the super delicious Moroccan slash Indian chicken dish that Anna skillfully prepared for us?
Thought of the Day: Though they may take various roads, all are on the way. Swami Vivekananda.
Photos will pop up later…
I’ve made a 5 min movie clip with photos and footage (and sound) from the roads of adventure…
I hope you enjoy…The action starts after 7 seconds. Be patient. Watch, listen, and relax…
See here under Day 696, 697, and 698(Below the YouTube video)…
I spend most of the evening making the first little WT movie with photos, movie clips and sound. The editing world is all new and quite attractive to me…
No photos today. Do come back tomorrow.
photos to come)
Album of the Day: The Boatman’s Call – Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds
Apparently the joyful days won’t ever end for me here in Australia.
Today Kate (whom I’m staying with in Bondi) has arranged a kayak day out for the two of us. I’ve made an agreement with the sun: just keep shining. One of her clients (she’s a pro personal trainer) has a massive house at the cute Kutti Beach (Vaucluse), including a private beach assess – and a shed with kayaks, free of charge! How good is that?
It’s another warm and sunny day in Sydney, the 3rd in a row.
Kayaking in and around the beautiful bays and coves of Sydney’s Port Jackson Bay – I can hardly imagine a better way to spend a Thursday afternoon in March. From Kutti Beach we head for the Parsley and Vaucluse Bays and then across the Port Jackson Bay to a little lovely beach. Well, so it seems – but it ain’t an ordinary beach. Kate’s 6th sense senses something strange as soon as we approaches the beach. There’s too many people crammed on the beach, and they all seem to be standing, staring.
As we get closer Kate’s instincts are confirmed. Nudists! Everywhere! Staring! The vast majority’s older men simply just too happy to show off their thingies. It freaks her out a bit so we find a less crowded, less visible spot on the sunny rocks and chill for a while. Even as an anthropologist I’m struggling to understand the underlying logic of nudism. If there’s any at all. It’s such a beautiful beach nonetheless.
Kate’s offered me a massage back home. She’s a pro and really keen at that, and surely I can’t say no. I keep getting spoiled. I even got to choose the music. João Gilberto – one of my Brazilian heroes – is an easy pick for such a relaxing occasion. It’s been more than 9 months since my last massage in Thailand. Still feels great. Such skillful and knowledgeable power hands!
In the evening I go for a walk with Skuba, the 7½ months old chocolate labrador. It feels very quotidian, almost like being at home here in Sydney, taking the dog for a walk around the lively streets of Bondi. I really do like it here. New Zealand’s gotta wait!
I feel stupid posting all these links to articles in Danish only. Next time I’ll do it all in English. Promise.
Yoyo Mag (November 2006) (From page 20 ff)
No photos today. Try again some other day…
(it’s about the way I manage to keep travelling for years without any proper income. The trick is to liberate yourself from costly livng and eating habits, to worship the ascetic approach to life – in short to be able (and happy!) to live a bit like a ultra low-budget rat.
‘Til next time – enjoy the Sunday.