So after Takaka Hill we over-nighted at Montgomery Square in Nelson, too late to enjoy the manifest benefits of the Solar Superloo, but content nonetheless. Tropical cyclone Gita was now forecasted to hit New Zealand at the top of the North Island where we were--it did--and so we decided to head for higher ground, closer to Picton, where we already had moved our ferry reservation from Wednesday, when the cyclone was to hit, to Friday, when the seas might be a bit calmer. Our destination thus was beautiful Blenheim. En route, however, Vicki wanted to approach French Pass in the Marlborough Sounds, which we had visited in 2014...
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We got as far as Pukepuke; the road is both unpleasant and the scenery uninteresting;
I advocated a return to the highway |
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| Looking out to the sea from Pukepuke |
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Returning to the highway, we encountered a coin operated rubbish skip...very
definitely a first for us land-lubbing city-slickers |
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| Up close and personal |
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As I was marveling and photographing, a local couple arrived and willingly posed
to show me how it works ... travel is so enlightening ... |
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