I revelled in the sunshine, taking in the breathtaking Pelorus River and the towering kahikatea from the campground kitchen patio. It was my first day cycling the South Island on Tour Aotearoa, and I had mixed emotions about this, my first bikepacking trip.
Meanwhile, Marc, a Belgian geologist, was heading south on his 70th day of walking the length of New Zealand on Te Araroa. “I felt a bit insecure initially, but I kept moving forward,” he said. Marc told me his feet had blistered badly while walking Ninety Mile Beach. He was offered a place to stay in Kaitāia for four days to recover and had been overwhelmed by this act of kindness. “Meeting people along the trail has been the most magical experience of my life,” he told me.
During the next two weeks of bikepacking the South Island section of Tour Aotearoa, I crossed paths with numerous Te Araroa walkers. Tour Aotearoa and Te Araroa both cover 3000km, from Cape Rēinga to Bluff, and both are referred to as ‘the TA’ – but they meander separately. My riding was quite solitary; I was ambitious, often covering 100km in a day, and I grew fond of my encounters with walkers. These interactions were socially rewarding and informative: I saw how the walkers packed their bags, noted their hiking essentials, food choices and daily planning.
In May 2023 I completed my 1500km bikepacking journey. Four months later I started Te Araroa at Cape Rēinga. It was the beginning of a long chapter filled with adventure, contemplation, camaraderie and personal growth. On Te Araroa, particularly in the North Island, the network of trail angels provided ample opportunities to bond, something I’d wanted more of while cycling. Exhausted from the gruelling four days on Ninety Mile Beach, I got drenched near Kaitāia and went into a nearby café where I experienced the kindness Marc had spoken of. A retired school teacher bought me a hearty breakfast of waffles and recounted his days of trekking in the Himalaya. That serendipitous encounter became my much-needed impetus to keep going.
