Canterbury Plains is the only really
flat land in New Zealand. It has attracted every type of agriculture.
Dairy farms, grains and some huge hedges.+
There are large braided rivers here,
the Rakaia River and the Rangitata River.
We traveled in a big triangle between
these two rivers, just to have a look at the countryside in between
and the mountains on the point of that triangle.
A town Called little River with a railroad stop and museum to go with it
A town Called little River with a railroad stop and museum to go with it
Taking side roads, generally going in
the direction we wanted, we found the odd place here and there that
was so perfect.
An old swithboard, of the time.
The delightful and continuing eradication of imported pests.
This one is particularly fr my nephew who is interested (should be in capitals) in trains.
These pictures are of a Restaurant called Memory's. A woman and her husband had built the dream they wanted to see. It was pretty magical. We had a lovely tea there.
An old swithboard, of the time.
The delightful and continuing eradication of imported pests.
This one is particularly fr my nephew who is interested (should be in capitals) in trains.
These pictures are of a Restaurant called Memory's. A woman and her husband had built the dream they wanted to see. It was pretty magical. We had a lovely tea there.
Our next stop o the way to the Plains was this place that had used silos as a B&b, hostel/hotel. Very interesting. I wonder if it was hot inside.
I always call these types of forest a toothbrush frest.
Take a hard right soon!
When we left Akaroa, our plan was
pretty spur of the moment. Travel till we felt like stopping and go
from there.
A nice stop in a nice small town. A very hot day as you can see by the sun.
A nice stop in a nice small town. A very hot day as you can see by the sun.
It's still summer here and we had not
counted on so much tourism still being so strong. Our first night out
was nearly spent in the car. Well past Ashburton, we got to Hinds and we were
desperate.
The Bar/bottle store/restaurant we stayed at.
We got a nice cabin with separate bath,
a Johnny on the spot that had sink and shower in it. Dinner of
chicken salad and a beer in the bar. Great conversation with a couple
who lived in the area and told us a bit of what it was like to live
there.
The bar had loud music and we were a bit afraid that might keep us up well into the night.
Not a chance. When we got back from our walk, it was quiet as a church.
One of the braided rivers we crossed.
The ever present mountains in the background.
The Bar/bottle store/restaurant we stayed at.
Screaching to a gravel spray stop,
jumping out of the car while still moving, running in panting, “Do
you still have a room available?” I exaggerate, but it felt like
that.
The bar had loud music and we were a bit afraid that might keep us up well into the night.
Not a chance. When we got back from our walk, it was quiet as a church.
Our stroll included finding the biggest
patch of blackberries ever. We figure we ate about $30.00 worth
between us.
One of the braided rivers we crossed.
The ever present mountains in the background.
Next morning, we were off to the hills,
wanting to see Rakaia Gorge.
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