My Holiday Recount

Mountain Biking Xperience

The car screeched to a stop just outside the Wairakei Resort which was where the start of the bodacious Huka Falls mountain bike track started. It was an early Saturday morning & it was really cold-I thought my nose would fall off! I had my lime green biking gloves on & my Dad standing broadly beside me hoisting the cumbersome bikes off the bike rack mounted on the back of the car had his red gloves on.

Finally when the bikes were off we started to ride. First there was a pretty small hill but then there was a flat part over the grass beside the road. But after we crossed the road there was a drenched gravel road going downhill with immensely sharp corners. Those corners required plenty of skill. After the gravel road we went into the forest. Leaves from the trees made up most of the track so that made biking a hassle because the tyres kept on slipping in the leaves.

When there was no more trees I made out that we were at the Huka Falls! Dad & I observed the falls for a while to let us catch our breath. Then we rode over the bridge & started cycling up a steep hill. That hill was so agonisingly steep that I had to get off & start pushing my bike. When I got to the top of the hill I realised that the trip was over! I was really delighted to know that we had finished but at the same time I wanted to do more.

I had a blisters on my feet so I went into the spa pool to soothe it. I had a really good time biking that day. I was sad it was over.