Sunday Scott & I went on separate but awesome bike rides. He and some guys tore up the Port Hills for several hours, until it got too dark for them to ride and they had to forfeit the last downhill run of the day and ride on the road. I did a nice loop with 1,560 feet of climbing and a fun, muddy descent. I rode my way to a few personal records on a couple different climbs. So that's always awesome. This time I brought the camera but still didn't use it.
We ended our perfect weekend by not working yesterday. Ha! Scott took a personal day and I had the day off, so we spent it with our 4-legged friend. We took her on a hike a few minutes from our house. We checked out a trail we'd never been on before, and saw some pretty sweet sights!
So we were just cruising along the beautiful coastline, expecting to eventually end up at some old military bunkers. And then this happened:
No way around (trust me, I looked)... so we went through. With no lights.
Exactly what it looked like in there... you could always see the light at the end of the tunnel (ha!), but not much else. Sally didn't really know what to make of it all.
The lovely dog model doing what she does best.
To my dismay, there was too much rockfall from the earthquake to continue on the trail, so we had to turn back and go through the tunnel again. Scott was more into it than Sally or I.
Beautiful winter day... about 60 degrees!
Why have we stopped?
Peering out from inside a bunker. This particular one was "manned" by 8 women during WWII. It is perched on a hill on the north side of the Lyttleton Harbour, and was the perfect place to watch for invading Japanese ships.
Compulsory duck photo. These are Paradise Ducks, endemic to New Zealand. They mate for life. Awwww.
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