Yeah, I know. Its been almost a month again. It won’t happen again. (It might happen again.) Anyways, how about a bike-y catch up?
|Scott enjoying some secret Qtown trails over the holidays.|
All this time spent in Queenstown has meant a lot of time (and, er…, money) spend riding downhill bikes. Qtown has a gondola which bikers are allowed to ride for half a day or whole day use. The trails are built for downhill mountain biking, meaning they are constructed by mountain bikers. There are lots of jumps and drops and features, which makes it really fun and fairly unique. For those of you non-bikers out there, its similar to the summer bike parks created at resorts like Whistler and North Star. When I tell most people about it, they just say “you guys are crazy.”
|Queenstown arial view|
|Zipping between glaciers!|
|The Shotover River- a shot of the canyon we ripped through!|
But wait, our day of awesomeness wasn’t over yet! By 1pm we had already gone flying and jet boating. Just to ensure all the adrenaline possible was spent up, we got half day downhill passes on the gondola and rode bikes from 2-6pm. And the weather was magic!
|Shot of Scott and Rusty (lower right) on a new trail. Thats the lake above- not the sky!|
|Its hard to pay attention to trails with a view like that one!|
|Hubby catching some air|
Second to my wedding day, this was definitely a contender for the Best Day Ever!
But don’t you worry, only a mere 4 days later, the guys were out to get me again with not your average bike ride. This time we were in the mountains inland of Christchurch, in hunt of scree.
Scree is the gravel-like rock that is found on a slope (usually mountain side) and is formed by the general decomposition of rock faces and cliffs. In Craigieburn, the tops of the mountains (above treelike) are pretty much all scree.
Why would we look for scree? They can’t possibly build trails on scree. It erodes too quickly and changes with wind, snow, rain, etc. It can’t possibly have any traction, as it is basically just large gravel on a steep embankment. So why would we look for scree?
To ride straight down it, of course.
|Hike-a-bike from tree-line to the top of the scree slope.|
|We finally got there. (Those are more scree slopes in the distance.)|
So I don’t feel like there’s any way I can convey the steepness of this scree slope. When Scott told me that I could do it and I would be just fine, I figured it must not be that steep. Gawwwwwd, I was wrong. I stood at the top in fear. Wishing for whiskey. Or a time machine. But I was told I would be fine- so I would be, right? (I should make a blog spin off called All the times my husband tried to kill me.)
My instructions were as follows: Get going, point straight, don’t touch the brakes. You’ll be right.
So I definitely hit the brakes way too much, which I admit is the reason for all of my slow motion crashes. Being terrified takes practice, people. But I did it (mostly) and Scott got my picture to prove it. Of course, it doesn’t look half as steep here as it felt. Thats how it always goes.
Another photo of me in front, Scott behind, for perspective: