Painted Huli Wigman Warrior.  After a great night stay at the missionary guest house, last night's dinner, and now a large breakfast in my gullet, I knew reaching Lae and the coast today would be near impossible, but the hopes for reaching it by tomorrow night were high. I wasn't use to doing long distance riding here in Papua New Guinea.  The steep treacherous mountains saw to that.  The day would no doubt be full of the same,  giant hills to climb and wild, rapid descents to enjoy.  A last test of strength before hitting the beach.  Riding on asphalt still seemed out of the norm, but I was quickly starting to enjoy it.