After we crossed the Straits, we headed up to Wanganui (or is it Whanganui?) to spend some time round the river. We drove up the Wanganui River Road, 90 kms of gravel road, stopping along the way to take a jetboat ride up the river a short way. It was so peaceful that we decided to come back on the way back down the Island so that we could take the jetboat again but jump out at the top and paddle a canoe back down. We didn't, though. Just ran out of time.
From there it was further north to see huge Kauri trees, even more Kauri trees, really enormous Kauri trees, and finally a few more Kauri trees. Had enough of them for now. We also stopped at Waitomo to go caving and see the glow worms. Dead good, that was, except for the bit where the guides madfe us turn our torches off and feel our way along the wall of the cave for a bit. I think everyone must have fallen over at least twice, but we were all wearing very thick, padded wetsuits for just that eventuality.
Then north again, to the Bay of Islands and the Poor Knights Coast. I was hoping to do some diving there, as the Poor Knights Islands have been described as one of the top 10 dive-sites in the world by no less than Jacques Cousteau. The slight problem was the weather, with a 6-metre swell coming in on the day I was hoping to dive, and all the operators cancelling their trips until it calmed down again. We had to move on before the weather cleared up. The same thing happened at Papamoa, so I've done precisely no diving yet. There's still time, though.
After wandering round the Coromandel Peninsula for a couple of days, we headed for Rotoroa to have a look at bubbling mud, geysers and waterfalls. And to throw ourselves down half of the waterfalls while clinging onto a floating plastic sledge.Wasn't as much fun as I'd hoped, as I just couldn't control my direction as much as I wanted to, and spent most of the trip fighting to turn my sledge towards the right bit of the current. Triny didn't enjoy it either, after capsizing during the first rapids. We would probably have enjoyed rafting more than sledging, but I didn't think I would be able to persuade my knee to be as flexible as it would have needed to be when crouching down in the raft would have been necessary.
After Rotoroa we had to start driving south again on our way back to Wellington and the ferry. We spent a couple of days in Wellington so that we could go to the Te Papa museum, which was worth the visit. It also gave us the chance to book a hotel for a couple of days of luxury after three weeks in a van.
We made the ferry crossing and came back to Kaikoura to have another shot at a whale-watching trip. The weather this morning was bright and sunny, and we saw a sperm whale, a load of dolphins and a seal colony. Brilliant, though we were both fighting the sea-sickness that came from the rather choppy sea. The "traditional remedy" that we had bought from the tour company was about as effective as a chocolate teapot.
So, from here, we'll head back over the top of the South Island to the Abel Tasman park to hopefully do some kayakking. After that, it's south towards Milford Sound. And then lots of other stuff, but we haven't got that far yet, so God knows what it'll be.
Incidentally, there are some more pictures to look at. You can see them here, but here's a couple of teasers:
Right. I'm off. Though Triny will probably be along in a minute to write about everything I forgot to mention.