|The view from Mum & Dad's place hasn't changed much|
|Adele gave me heaps for taking this photo through the windscreen, so I should share it|
|This passes for an old building in NZ, nice pub it was too.|
Still, with the setting above the lake, the snow-capped mountains surrounding and the high country not covered in snow - Treble Cone is one of the more beautiful ski areas I've skied at. As this was my first ski since the shoulder operation, I was keen to just test the shoulder out gently for the afternoon. (Bizarrely, the guy that hired me the skis comes from the same village that I live in here in the UK.) Being mid-week & partially closed, the ski area was pretty empty and Adele & I had a good time on & off piste and I was well pleased with my shoulder.
Wednesday was set aside for tiki-touring. As we got close to Lake Hawea, we could see a big storm rolling in from the west across the mountains. We quickly did an about turn and headed south for a very pleasant day exploring old Cromwell (the town was flooded when the Clyde dam was built) and old hydraulic mining sites around Bannockburn. There was a good hour-long stroll around the old mine workings - the gold was in the sedimentary rock & extracted by what was basically washing the side of the hill away with deluges of water. This involved rather ingenious & large systems for storing and then directing the water to where it was needed. The landscape was strangely reminiscent of the badlands of both Alberta & South Dakota in some ways.
|Part of the mining area - original height would have been slightly higher that that on the right of picture|
|One of the bigger reservoirs & not a very interesting photo|
Riding from home, we were quickly climbing up the Sticky Forest. My leg work at the gym while shoulder was recovering seems to have paid off, the hills weren't much of a problem - although that may have been those big wheels turning. The trails had drained pretty quickly & we stayed relatively mud-free. We skirted around the edge of the lake to Albert Town before crossing the Clutha River.
The object of the crossing the river was to get Deans Bank Track - a recent DOC project.
|Wonderful get-up borrowed from Adele - my old Dobies shorts & a commuter jacket|
|A few switchbacks to get up on to the plateau before north-west|
|Pretty spectacular spring morning ride|
It's a well thought out loop & I imagine a very fast loop if it's properly dry - we had a good time checking it out. Once again I was pleased with how my shoulder stood up to its longest ride in a long time.
|Heading back to Albert Town, you can just make out the new trail down there|
So that was a great ride out, about four hours and interrupted only by Adele somehow managing to gouge her big chainring in to the top of her calf - still don't know how she was able to do that while riding uphill. Back to Dunedin that afternoon, coincidentally good friends the Careys (where I had one of my 30th celebrations) were down visiting (youngest daughter) Fiona - so that was a good excuse to have another meal out, not too mention seeing James & Becca (I lay the blame of me moving to Canada for a year firmly at their feet - not that I'm complaining about that).
|We even remembered to have a family photo, I'm sure I'm not that much taller - must be the cowboy boots|