Last Entry!

Due to typical wifi difficulties encountered in our travels, yesterday's witty collection of comments (including two pet pictures to die for but too expensive to send) has been delayed until today, our last of an excellent holiday.
The day dawned with low cloud - not what I call overcast as I think it is a New Zealand thing, this thick cloud hanging over any high ground.

I meant to get out on a sailing boat - modeled on the one that one the Hobart in 1946 - and I woke early enough (hate doonas!) but my body chose to lie in bed until it was really too late for a 10.15 boarding.

Chatted to the owner in the afternoon. Only needs two to sail but can take 20 when it's blowing hard:) Catch him soon!

So we spent an indulgent day in our room with a view of the harbour and surrounding hills - real Middle Earth stuff. Me reading GAme of Thrones (don't bother as it's the same as the TV show) and Tess reading (Many Coloured Land again) and drawing.

Finally, after finishing some of the food we have to leave behind for lunch, we ventured out. Happy Hour is at 5 and our hostess has recommended a little bistro nearby for our final NZ dinner. Tess loved the dining experience in Geraldine. Helpings were huge (need a doggy bag) and waitress knowledgeable about the wine list.

So below is yesterday's entry, minus the pics. That can wait till we hit home on Wednesday.
Cheers,

Relaxing wuth (I was going to correct but then I thought, it's how I've heard it for 2 weeks) an elevated view of Akaroa Harbour. I do have a deadline - happy hour is 7 minutes away. The land of the long white cloud has lived up to its name today but much less rain than yesterday.

The drive from Geraldine along scenic route 72 was a gem - farmland nestled beneath towering hills and in the distance, snow capped mountains.

It changed with our descent into the Rakaia Gorge. Recognized by IPENZ, the one lane bridge across the river was built in 1882. I'm glad no trucks or motorhomes crossed while we snapped our pictures

We were now in flat country with long straight roads which eventually lead back to Highway 1. The low cloud spoilt our descent into the harbour - compared with summer 2009 - but at least down here we are below it.

I may go for a sail on the harbour tomorrow, weather permiting.

The hotel dog is called Mista and the persian pussy is Jasmine. Both elderly pets. I will post pictures of Honey from Dunedin as well.


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Location:Rue Lavaud,Akaroa,New Zealand