Arrived in Napier after looking for somewhere other than motel right from Wairoa. It was a big day and 6.30 is late enough to be finding somewhere to sleep.
I like old hotels. You can get a good room for about half the price of a motel. Last night I stayed at the Art Deco masterpiece called The Masonic. If it was good enough for HRH Betty to hang up her crown for an evening, then it's good enough for me... $85 incl breakie. I was feeling quite second hand still, so out came the pills again. God bless Nurophen (and all who sail in her!).
Wellington is too far for one day, the way I'm feeling so I set TomTom to work to find us an interesting way to Castlepoint. I only gave my faithful servant one instruction.
"When you consult the dusty parchments of your electronic trickery finding us a fair route (not, I hasten to add for the sake of me darln' one, a "fair root"!), pray make sure you route us thru Pongaroa".
And he did. We travelled some interesting roads, oh yes we have. Haven't put the bike down but the deep limestone chip on some roads has been tricky.
Castlepoint tonight, Wellington tomorrow.
Ratings:
Me: 6/10 but that's chemically enhanced.
Daisy: 10/10 in her natural environment.
Pie: 6/10. Steak pie of unknown providence bought from Pongaroa general store. Bright yellow pastry, and a gravey so dark you just know they used lots of colouring. Would have graded a whole point lower but for the plastic tomato dispensing good free sauce.
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Location:Near Pongaroa
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