During the week we went to Zealandia - Harry had been given a voucher for his birthday and I was the lucky one he chose to go along with him. We wandered up the hill and stopped at a regular kiwi spotting area, turned off our lights and waited. There was a noise and everyone got excited, the torches went on and a duck walked proudly past. It was a bit of an anticlimax even when we discovered the duck was the rare indigeneous nocturnal duck. Both Harry and I thought of our trip to see the Northern Lights in Iceland (we had no success there either). After that luck was with us, and we saw three little spotted kiwis searching for food as well as the takahe and tuis.
A trip to Palmy to see Cheryl after her op meant an opportunity to go for a walk that I had always wanted to do but never have. Manawatu Gorge is a one way walk through bush above the road and railway track. We walked half way in and back again on account of having only one car. Great views of the slip that closed the road for months, and of the gorge and the winding road and railway. Fish and chips on the beach on the way home as the sun set and a very lazy Sunday (doing nothing except watching Lincoln).
We went to Eketehuna the next weekend. Cheryl is recovering well.
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