New Zealand by the numbers: 2 wheels, 8 friends and nearly 1,000km

NEW ZEALAND (WASHINGTON POST) - When some long-time friends started tossing around the idea of a bicycle trip through New Zealand, no one took it seriously at first. Someone knew someone who had done it, and it sounded fantastic - all Lord Of The Rings, sauvignon blanc and lamb chops. But really? It was hugely expensive and required hours of travel to the other side of the world.

Also, it sounded like a trip for "Real Bicycle People", and I didn't like Real Bicycle People all that much, with their ropy calves, clicky shoes, proud sweat, fancy Spandex and Fitbit tyranny. In my 20s, I rode everywhere. I thought nothing about strapping a tent and sleeping bag onto my back and riding off for a week. But now, at 58, I hadn't been on a bike for 30 years.

Still, we all browsed away some luscious hours on websites full of sparkling scenery, none of us thinking it would really come together.

And then, suddenly, it did.

Aside from the sheer adventure, it was a rare chance for old friends to spend time together when we were all in between fledging children and scheduling hip replacements and finally had - sort of - both the time and the money for a big trip.

There are many bicycle tour companies working in New Zealand. We chose Great Bike Tours, a Vermont-based company because it tailored the ride to all levels of experience, provided support vans and offered a variety of activities in addition to cycling, including kayaking, beach-combing, city tours, a visit to a sheep ranch and nature walks (our curiosity was piqued by the promise of "eel feeding" at one destination.)

The actual tour would cover nearly 1,000km of the South Island in 12 days, starting in Dunedin and ending in Christchurch, travelling mostly near the West Coast.

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    The company at Fletcher Lane, Shelburne, Vermont, offers bicycle trips throughout the eastern United States and New Zealand that accommodate all levels of fitness and experience. Its next New Zealand trip is scheduled for February 2018. Other dates can be arranged for groups of 10 or more. The cost, which includes lodging, ground transportation, van support, bicycles, guides and most meals, is US$4,995 (S$6,800). Additional activities such as skydiving, speedboat rides and helicopter flights to the Milford Sound and the Franz Josef glacier are offered at additional cost and are dependent on weather. Visit greatbiketours.com.


After nearly 30 hours of travel time from the district, I met up with two friends at Dunedin airport, picked up a rental car and drove to the city of Dunedin on the nearby Otago Peninsula, where we had rented a house. We felt smart to have added three days before the start of the tour to rest up, but even smarter when we discovered that Dunedin is a fun, artsy city with ubiquitous murals and a lively town centre.

A 40-minute drive took us to the Royal Albatross Centre at the tip of the peninsula, where the enormous birds soared overhead along the cliffs.

The first day of actual cycling, a bright summer afternoon in February, found us in Central Otago after a scenic train ride through Taieri Gorge. There we faced a shiny row of bicycles, our guides fitting one to each of us with the attention of a Parisian couturier.

The Otago rail trail, a two-day ride on a smooth, mostly flat trail converted from old railroad tracks, was the perfect opening leg. We pedalled past low hills dotty with sheep, then through the fantastic Raggedy Range. Here were granite pillars, gorges and fields of tumbled boulders, draped in blue lace by shifting cloud shadows.

The famed lone tree of Lake Wanaka in New Zealand. PHOTO: SIDNEY GO

New Zealand offers pretty much every landscape imaginable in this world - or any other. Our 12-day journey took us through rainforest and farmland, past sheer cliffs striped with waterfalls, along rushing green glacier-fed rivers and around neon-blue alpine lakes.

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Each day offered rides of up to 130km, but if somebody (mostly me and my best friend, Sue) wanted an easy 50km, our guides would map out the best - and flattest - scenic bits and deliver us in the van to the starting point or pick us up early while our more stalwart companions raced happily over Hercules Pass (this 8km, 346m climb in the mountainous west is so named with good reason).

The days soon fell into a comfortable rhythm. On a bicycle, the earth and sky become part of you, and your body becomes motion. It was time out of time - our only job each day to ride and savour.

The interior of a tented suite at Minaret Station in New Zealand. It is so remote - ringed in by rivers, lakes and parklands with no public road access, that it can only be accessed by helicopter from Queenstown or Wanaka. PHOTO: MINARET STATION

The accommodations were swankier than our group was accustomed to. In Wanaka, we stayed three nights in the Edgewater Hotel, with its fluffy white beds, saunas and manicured gardens. The layover allowed for optional adventures such as a flight to scenic Milford Sound or a van ride to nearby Queenstown for jet boating, bungee jumping or sheep-shearing.

But the standout favourite was the Wilderness Lodge Lake Moeraki. Established in 1989 by eco-tourism pioneers Gerry McSweeney and Anne Saunders, it was a true Shangri-La set in the lush rainforest, where native birds called from a canopy of gigantic, moss-covered trees. Its delicious meals were prepared with local meat and produce.

The trip's standout favorite was the Wilderness Lodge Lake Moeraki, where participants took time off from cycling for other outdoor activities. PHOTO: SIMON BURROWS, GREAT BIKE TOURS

And, at last, eel feeding! After a dawn walk to the misty Moeraki River, McSweeney tossed in some chunks of fish and we watched the gorgeous black longfin eels - about a metre long and fat as pool noodles - ripple toward us from all directions (while feeding wildlife is generally discouraged, these eels are being overfished in many of the country's rivers and McSweeney tries to keep a population thriving in this protected area).

With two nights here, even our most hardcore cyclists abandoned the road to paddle kayaks, go on a night walk to see blue glow worms or venture on what the lodge's brochure called a "challenging" trek to visit a colony of fur seals (a typical New Zealand understatement, as it involved climbing up a 120m cliff with only toe notches and fixed ropes). It was hard to pedal away from Lake Moeraki, but the road ahead beckoned. The seaside village of Okarito offered a lagoon full of birds, miles of driftwood-strewn beach and a fascinating talk on Maori history. In Hokitika, a major centre for carving New Zealand greenstone, many of our group showed up for dinner with new jewellery.

In a world of squeezed-in lunches, social media shares and clumsy catch-up phone calls, this trip gave us time for the natural flow of friendship. An hour eating apples in an overlook, stargazing on a beach or savouring the mud-spattered satisfaction of a long ride accomplished were precious gifts.

Besides renewing old ties, we made new ones. It turns out the Real Bicycle People that go on trips like this are perfectly nice, Spandex notwithstanding. Although I never did discover my own "inner cyclist," I would not have traded a minute of the experience. After we all hugged goodbye at Christchurch airport, I was sad to see our vans, roofs loaded with mud-spattered bicycles, drive off for the next adventurers.

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