I am, I think, quite reasonably apprehensive about dying tomorrow It's 15k / under 10 miles, split morning. Previously, I had been car into different thirds. If you are pooling (in the sense that I have smarter than Google Maps, which is neither car nor license) on my way outdated, rather than bicycling on to seasonal work; anyway my rusted a motorway the first third is on a old frame and warped wheels gave closed highway, converted to a way, and I just indulged in a new sort-of close village of mansions, bicycle (large 29" MTB, normal the front-portion of each being one tires). acre of personal socker field, realistic topiary garden, or the Previously I've only biked halfway most popular- herds of shiny black (just 15k total), but it was the miniature ponies, backing onto nice half. Something I have become homes that are the hotel from The acutely aware of is that it's Shining. commonplace in NZ for large vehicles to simply drive with one The way the district was separated wheel on the wrong side of shoulder off was that the former highway was noise-makers. I guess it's quieter blocked at one end and road made that way. discontinuous at the other, so there isn't even a question of a I believe strongly that it must be truck shortcut. Then, the only possible for people to bike on vehicle traffic entry/exit is a roads (given that walking them is confusing unidirectional entry illegal and crossing them followed by exit on a 110kph impossible); and it's necessary to motorway past the city, and you're have one of the possible jobs in going to be on the motorway for a NZ, seasonal fruit picking. Of the while (it's roughly aimed at wonderful migrant fruit pickers I Auckland, an hour north of spoke to some are uncarred that Hamilton). BUT the central basically can't/don't leave their road/former highway has a big 3 Working Holiday Visa shared metre luxury cycle path, which can dormitory rooms when not picking. be entered from a very So I would like to convince at out-of-the-way luxury cycle path least myself whether it is morally through a difficult to reach outer possible to bicycle to and from riverbank park in the city. seasonal work, and just in the NZ countryside generally. There are lots of wild places I would prefer to be for the next ROOPHLOCH and just in general. It seems more like a parody of wealth than paragon. Like Edward Scissorhands, but the smallest houses are five times the size, and there are also flocks of miniature ponies amoungst the topiary. There are old people and exquisitely winter-tanned young people sauntering from visiting their ponies to the Mary Antoinette strawberry-picker-inspired rustic high class cafe and restaurant. I went there once when the highway still existed and neighborhood wasn't obvious yet. It was possible to book an expensive authentic strawberry picking experience in some toy garden rows the cafe overlooks. Anyway, this will be the last thing I will have experienced if a truck hits me when I take the cycle-path exit from that neighborhood onto Airport Road some hours from now.