Soon to cross the ditch (Cook Strait) and head into the deep dark (damp) South Island, I say let GZ swim, he did in a movie I saw!
Looks like my replacement bike maybe coming from Dunedin, did I contemplate flying down and riding up to catch up with Scunny? Hell yes I did but sewing my testicles back on after having Jaffa chew them off over me riding back 1040 klm on a bike I don't know cured me of that idea.....for now!