Our accommodation at the Coleraine Motel in Greymouth was fabulous. - as, from past experience we new it would be - probably the best anywhere in the South Island. Craig and Jeff left a couple of hours before the rest of us, heading of into the predawn and rain for Christchurch to try and get Craig's Indian sorted - thankfully a successful mission. The rest of us wandered back to the Recreation Hotel for a simple breakfast, then rugging up, preparing for another day of rain, with the added bonus of knowing it would be cold, before reluctantly leaving the Coleraine. The scenery through Arthur's Pass was spectacular, world class in fact. The wide braided rivers have yet to be impacted by the rain, although there is rarely much of a shortage of rain on the West Coast. The kilometres ticked over as we ploughed on, making the transition from the West Coast and into the high country, first stop Springfield to hook up with Jeff and Mike C. We dealt with both rain and cold, knowing the culinary highlight of the trip was only several hours away - a Pulled Pork and Apple pie, and half a custard Cronut for a late lunch from the Fairlie Bakehouse Jeff snagged the bargain of the day, scoring a new oil skin vest from Farmlands for $70, adding another layer of much needed warmth. As we climbed higher we left the rain behind, and arrived into our Lake Tekapo accomodation (two adjoining holiday homes) ready to relax, and enjoy a few quiet beers. Craig arrived shortly afterwards, his Indian rebooted, no longer operating in limp mode but pleased be have 6 hours of full on rain behind him. Mike C persuaded the barman at the local pub to provide a taxi service in his SS Commodore as another Pub meal before walking back to respective beds. Today Middlemarch. Don Comments are closed.
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Don MalcolmA perfect day involves being on my Harley with a long ride ahead.
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