“It is by riding a bicycle that you learn the contours of a country best, since you have to sweat up the hills and coast down them.” – Ernest Hemingway
And, I would argue, it is how you learn your city best! Wellington is full of lovely (and some not so lovely) hills, which can really get in the way of your commute. But, if you happen to get out for a fun ride where you don’t care to be sweaty at your destination, these hills can be SO MUCH FUN!
I’ve biked up a lot of hills (even over the Swiss Alps) and I’ve learned a very important secret. To climb a mountain requires sometimes more mental effort than physical – you have to believe you can make it, you have to keep telling yourself you’re almost there, you have to go one pedal stroke at a time, and most of all, you can’t let other people tell you that you can’t do it. And once you summit, you are rewarded. And the view is even better, even fresher, because you got there on your own two legs. You pay the mountain in sweat (and sometimes tears!) and you are given a spectacular vista plus the feeling of pride and humility.
That doesn’t happen very often in a car ; )
So! To the mountains! To the hills! They are not unconquerable!