After 3 nights inside we were planning on camping tonight. Our breakfast of croissants and pastries fruit and yoghurt was left out in the bar for us. We couldn’t eat it all so we had lunch as well. $70 each for the room and a good breakfast was our cheapest so far.
Old Mary has been our most expensive at $120 but she gave us dinner, afternoon tea, breakfast, a cut lunch and a tour along with pick up and drop off at the pub and years of history and gossip. Best value for money.
There was some distractions on the day but mostly it was farm walking which is quite hard underfoot and boring for us kiwis.
We wanted to be at camp by 2pm if possible but the day jist went on an on up hills, down dales, across paddocks with no flat areas at all.
We had both just about lost the will to live when we saw an old man in his garden so hobbled over to him. Two old Grannies desperately needed a spot to camp for the night.
Recognising our NZ accents and told us we had come to the right place. Two of his children live in New Zealand, so they visit regularly. Nearly everyone we meet has a child, or sister or nephew who lives in New Zealand. Many have had holidays over there, some numerous times. We are so privileged to be New Zealanders. Many comment on how lovely our Jacinda was.
So our accent, and absolutely shattered states gets us inside for a cup of tea and a chat with Richard and, yes, another Mary, as well as their visiting family.
They offer us their Summer House to sleep in.
I could have kissed them all but I was far too smelly.
So we had a good end to a long hard day.
How lovely to get meet a trail angel 😀
In a time warp. Dies tge date on the post relate to tge day or yesterday😂. Today is 22nd, its 9am but you seem to be at the end of the day already. 😂