Gavbo: First Blood!!!

Day 2. Tape is a must... 

Davies Bay Campsite to Black Rock Campsite (Queen Charlotte Track) back to Davies Bay
Daily total: 43.24km Running total: 81.59km Walked: 15km

The track is good for touring up to Mistletoe Bay, from there onwards the riding gets pretty hard if you do not have a full on mountain bike and experience. A German couple could testify to this as they were told the track was good for tourers. Not true. If you have all your gear on the bike then the track is impossible to cycle (both up and down hill) and you will end up pushing your bike the whole way. The wife did mention that her husband had to get help to push the bike up the hill. He did not speak much English, so he just nodded and smiled, oblivious to his wife's comments. 

I pushed on the mountain bike. I finally manged to push the bike to the top of the steep hill. Now it was time to moutain bike it down the steep, steep, rocky path...which I started but half way down I knew what was coming next, the question was 'how am I going to make this less painful for myself?' There was a choice, risk falling unknown into the bushes to the left or fall right in the rocks. Left wins. All those previous times of falling off my bike has taught me how to fall and I fell good! Just a couple of scratches and a gash in the palm of my hand. 

Post crash. Tape is amazing! It is now part of my first aid kit!!!

The crash was good, it put me my place when it comes to mountain biking, I was getting too cocky in my own abilities. Lessons learned. 

After the bike incident, I decided that going it on foot was going to be the way forward (until the point that I had to turn back). So stomped up to Black Rock Camp, whilst in full road ninja garb (no idea what I am on about? That means you ain't been following my exploits! Shame on you. Just kidding. You have better ways to spend your time but if you want to know, then you will have to sift through all the previous posts. Thats how to create more page views (I'm desperate). 

Noisy buggers with musical notes in their wings.

I went up 'Hill Top Lookout'. One side was aqua blue waters whilst the other was dark blue waters. When I was done soaking in the views I turned around on my table top perch and all I could say was 'Fuck!'...the view behind me was spectacular. Hills and mountains just rolling off in to the distance. Slowly fading away. A panoramic feast for the eyes. I kept spinning around, soaking in the view with Broken Social Scene's 'Song for a 17 Year Old' acting as the sound track. I felt like crying. 

 Top and bottom: Panoramic from 'Hill Top Lookout'