As I began to leave Tuatapere, the wind was faintly blowing from the west. My ride to Invercargill was about 25km south then 65km east so I was mostly okay with the new direction. As I went, the wind kept building strength. By the time I made the turn it was as heavy as the tail winds I had yesterday. The road weaved a lot so, again, crazy fast riding with dangerous hits from the side. I broke my speed record on the touring bike when I hit 40mph, rocketed down a small hill with the wind.
There really wasn't a lot of interesting stuff to talk about today. The weather was nicer and I saw the ocean. I met a French couple touring on a tandem. They were going the other direction and entirely unhappy about the current weather, of course. I mentioned a sign I saw about a camp site not in the Paradise books in case they wanted to get off the road early. I'm also getting better at tripod self timer shots.
damn son, look at them calves.