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i’ve left lake tekapo yha hostel and headed towards twizel. it was nice and cold day with clouds which looked like a lamb’s fluffy fur. it was wonderful. the contrast of mountains and the sky…i was in the cyclist’s heaven. just to have someone with me…possibly a girl to have a quick number on the rocks behind the small hill at the golf area. i had to ask some guy near the airport with air safari sign as i couldn’t find the way to the tekapo pukaki canal which i was about to follow. the old fellow in the jeep have just told me that beginning of the canal is closed and that i have to continue towards it’s second enter later on. i made that ‘uncomfortable’ grin and thanked the guy for not letting me in troubles. highway was not frequented much and those who’ve been passing me were cheering me up with honks or their thumbs up out of the windows. i managed to get myself beyond the gentle hill just in front of the enter to tekapo military camp. there was nobody there so i took a quick piss nearby squeezed even the last drop out of my tool because the rest of it could make you feel very annoyed. it freezes a bit and you have a feeling like it’s gonna fall apart in a minute. i wished i had bought those cycling pants as some of the ppl were advicing me to do. but you know….hundred dollars are approx 4 nights in backpackers. that started to be the thing i couldn’t afford. there were several flats and one relatively small hill when i reached a beautifuly blue water of tekapo pukaki canal second enter. route became completely flat for next 15 kms to salmon farm. the only thing i’ve met was one car with some special gadget and van with to backpackers. nothing else. i was enjoying that beauties when i felt naughty enough to get through some chocolate

after few nonsense ‘nijna’ poses in front of that nice scenery i revealed that my passionate I feels a need for roayal gala apple and so the apple has gone in few minutes. i buried the core under the ice of frozen water just next to the road. of course i’ve made some pictures as that strange combination of things twisted my sick brain and i felt like some tripping artist. pictures are total rubbish and other two miniatures as well. it must have been that lack of oxygen in those higher altitudes which made me so high. i must admit that i sometimes act same in the normal conditions withou being high in the mountains. this fact is so disturbing that when i think of it now i have to laugh and ask myself what kind of thing made me do the things i’m usually doing.

was it when my mum was trying to examine my multiplication table skills while i was having a bath? it ended up when she was so angry when i kept giving wrong answers for ’7 times 7′ that she actually pushed my head under the water. i was completely shocked and i thought it took ages omg..but i had enough time to make up my mind and after getting out i shouted the answer correctly. we both laughed then and the examination process now on was always affected with this funny episode and we couldn’t stay concentrated. that was the end of the lessons of math with my mum hopefuly

this is that ‘maybe’ which could have affected me. i don’t know.

i moved myself closer towards the salmon farm. the whole area was so sexy to look around. blue water of the canal..nobody around sun was shining..incredible visibility. ahh. then i arrived to the farm. i laughed so hardly i was afraid there’s going to be a hershey squirt down in my pants. the sign of ‘PROTECT THE © ANAL FROM DIDYMO. yeah, you’re right. somebody have erased the ‘C’ letter and so the it made a huge impact on my morality. i was distracted and started taking pictures of everything around me. mt. cook was perfectly visible. salmons were ‘slurping’ the gasps of water and i few caretakers fooled around with their trolleys full of granulated food. the road was about to end after getting to the end of the canal. approx 1 km behind the farm there was monster floodgate with two gigantic pipes ending up in the pukaki power plant turbine station. this was the thing i was waiting from. there was about 1,5 km long road downhill. i gained so massive speed that i was afraid my gear will fall apart from a bike. then it was approx 6 other kms to the end of the pukaki lake. i stopped for a while to get some longer rest take some pictures and possibly have a nap. i don’t know what happened that at that time but i was so arroused that i couldn’t fell asleep. it was so beautiful and i had a feeling for some special reward. so i pulled my wand out and jerked off. that was exactly what i needed at that time. it just relaxed me so much that i was ready to go again. after some more kms road became gently rolling down around the mt. cook turnover. it was just around 18 kms to twizel then. it was getting lake but terrain was excellent. nothing serious. i arrived to twizel yha around quarter to five. the only interruption was the huge herd of lambs crowding the street. farmers were whistling and dogs went nuts. three minutes and theather was over. i wanted to take some pictures but very lazy to put down my bag and camera to do it so. so nothing

i’ve found yha very easily and wanted to get cooled outside for a bit as i was sweaty and my jacket smelled really horrible. suddenly pick up stopped nearby and the driver greeted me as ‘hi dude, i’ve seen you riding the bike around us’ (i passed by some of the road workers on the hill just before getting to the end of lake pukaki). the guy told me that i’m not visible much with and to wait for him for a while that he’s gonna get some reflexive jacket. i was stoned to the pathway with my jaws deeply down. i couldn’t believe what i’ve just heard. he was really quick and got back in 5 minutes with the vest for me!!! i didn’t know how to thank him. he said that it was pleasure and left with greetings of nice travels.

i was still astonished when entered the office and payed for the room. i entered complex no.4 and met the guy from colombia again. i thought he’s gonna pull out some mean coke and make some lines for all of us there (4 girls, three guys). nothing like so we went to the city to buy some real food. i accompanied my food with a bottle of really cheap wine. no matter which. i wanted to get drunk a bit.

we chatted while i was cooking and drinking my wine. it was easy to get drunk a bit because it’s been quite while when i had some alcohol. despite the everything i rejected invitation for lord of the ring I screening and went to bed straight ahead. superfine!!!!