Things are really on the up now! Eddie slept well, so of course so did we, and then Cat triumphantly popped a spot on his bottom that had been the source of much grumpiness leading to a much happier Eddie and a great day! It was mostly travelling and van faff, as we headed south, stocked up on food and fresh water and fuel and emptied of rubbish and waste.
We took a recommendation from a traveller we’d met on the boat and decided to get the car ferry to Russell and take the coastal road south from there.
Russell apparently started out as the “Hell hole of the pacific” – which then became the capital of New Zealand and now a rather nice colonial town. We had a late lunch/dinner (Linner? Why is brunch a word yet there isn’t one for this?) at the oldest pub in NZ with some excellent fish and chips and an ice cream then found ourselves a nice spot by the beach on the coastal road south.
Aside: the oldest pub in NZ is debated, the Duke of Marlborogh in Russel has been refreshing repreberates since 1827 with NZ’s first liquor licence. Since then it has burned down twice. A slogan that would suit the BEC, who have a similar record in burning themselves down!
Day 2 of travels was essentially drive, rainy beach, drive, Pie, drive, Sunny beach! Arriving in Hahei for a treat night on a campsite with a nice beach, rope swings & hot showers!
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