Report February 28
Half past eight, it’s still raining a bit. And a small blue / gray bird is scurrying around our feet. There is a beautiful trip through a lush landscape. As always, we choose the yellow or white roads. Many pictures of the area are not made, the rain keeps us from it. Only the many creeks and rivers that we cross regularly are a joy to watch. Greedy they slurp all the rainwater flowing from the slopes, carrying branches and trunks in their flow. Long dripping moss hang on the trees.
On a muddy gravel road Dirk decides to remove part of the windshield.
If we want to continue driving afterwards, the Ford refuses. With an umbrella in hand, the fuel tank must be refilled. A boy on a quad and three dogs stops curious.
Two cows walk past. Then we can continue.
Occasionally the card is consulted. At Lake Rotoroa we have lunch in an open house. Swans float on the still water, the clouds hang low.
The more north we come the drier it gets. Hop fields appear along the way.
At the end of the day we drive up the yard of Jim and Kyra Wareing.
Here a welcoming reception awaits us a delicious meal and a warm bed.