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I had planned on spending Christmas on the remote West Coast cycling from Sandy Cape to Arthurs River.

My mother had even given me a can of Turkey Spam and some Christmas decorations to take with me so I could celebrate a little bit of Christmas … even if I was by myself.

Seriously … Turkey Spam exists

However, due to (a) everything in Wynyard being shut, except the BWS bottleshop, and (b) my having left my fuel for my fuel stove back with my bike in Corrina … my Christmas lunch consisted of Turkey Spam and four cans of Bourbon and Coke.

Thankfully Stephan drove up that afternoon to save me with something a little more substantial for dinner.

A Christmas I won’t soon forget.

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