Moeraki

By Liz

4th March (43km cycled)

After a refreshing lie in (in a proper bed… ohhh the luxury) we left the hostel at about 10am. We had to get out of Oamaru first.. Oamaru is on a peninsula a bit like Christchurch and it has some hills. I wasn’t warmed up and clearly lost my stamina after a day off so I am embarrassed to say I did not get the whole way up. Andy did. His legs are fine apparently. Cmon legs, wake up!

We took the beach road out of Oamaru, it was beautiful and avoided the SH1 road.

It was all too lovely to last long. We soon joined the SH1. It was busy with freight that wooshed past us, causing us to catch our breath. We stopped at the boulders in Moeraki to think about the situation. Neither of us were having fun. If you’re not having fun.. what’s the point. We made the big decision to not carry on all the way to Dunedin by bike, we would get a bus. We looked online and there were 2 a day, so we booked onto the midday intercity coach for the following day. Phew. That meant we were staying in Moeraki for the night.

People we met had said – go for food at Fleur’s in Moeraki – it’s amazing. When we checked the opening hours, of course, Fleur’s was closed the days we would be there. Just our luck!! This probably saved us money.. we were after all cheating with the coach and spending more than we thought we would..

We went back onto the highway for a little while and cycled the hills into Moeraki. We set up camp at the holiday park campsite, and went for a wander.

We decided there wasn’t much to do in Moeraki, and there was no way we were cycling back to the town Hampden up all those hills for supplies, so we went to the tavern for fish and chips and watched the sun set.