Huck the postie
If you enjoyed riding a bike as much as “Huck” Houghton did it was probably a sure bet that one day you’d become a postie. You certainly had to be keen to tackle the Rimutakas on a lady’s bike, especially one that had no gears. Why a woman’s bike? “It was the only one our family had!” He used it to cycle to Masterton too, to catch the bus to the Palmerston North races, and to ride all the way back again. “I was pretty fit” Huck says, with masterful understatement.
Huck arrived here on the 3rd of October 1960’s (after a detour to the Westport Races) to join family who’d already moved up from Rununga on the West Coast. He took up an adult apprenticeship with local builder Brian Cunliffe but unfortunately a rugby injury eventually limited the construction work he could do. So, in 1978 he took over as Martinborough’s postie.
On a beautiful fine day it’s easy to envy someone like Huck, out there enjoying the sunshine. But the reality is often quite different. There’s Martinborough’s notorious wind, although Huck reckons it didn’t slow him down much, and plenty of rain and cold in winter. At one stage Huck even made his deliveries wearing a tie, part of the Post Office uniform at the time!
Then there were the dogs. Huck’s been bitten on the legs (favourite of the bigger dogs) and on the ankles (the preferred target of the smaller breeds). Even the bike didn’t escape the attentions of one particularly feisty Blue Merle. … Continue Reading
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