After Hamner, I returned to Christchurch for a night of sleep. The next step was a half marathon in Christchurch. It didn’t go well. I cramped up (or pulled a muscle, or something stupid like that) at 13k and hobbled most of the rest of the way. That’s the last I will ever say of the Christchurch Marathon (the course was okay, a couple of the volunteers were jerks, and there was a group of Canadians running and I high fived them).
I then drove onward to Lake Tekapo for the night. I stopped at a salmon farm along the way. For $3, you got a little pail of food and could feed the fish. They would frenzy around the food. It was amongst the best $3 I have ever spent.
At Lake Tekapo, there was an outdoor skating rink and some hot pools (I don’t think they were geothermally powered). I invited the hostelfolk out for a skate; nobody accepted the offer. It started raining after while and the soft ice became more like slush. I was one of the better skaters out there.
Admittedly, this is a very boring post.
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