One evening, during the bike ride, I called my maps man Scoot and said “hey, I’ll be in Dunedin tomorrow. Fly down?”. Seven hours later, he was on a plane from Auckland.
One caveat of his impromptu visit was that I must cycle The Bike (the one I was riding around the entire coastline of New Zealand) to the top of Baldwin Street, which just so happens to be the world’s steepest street.
It happened. You can watch my brief summation of events here (warning: contains the s-word):
Yes, look again, I cycled up there in jandals (flip-flops).
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