Scott has kindly lent us his car. So after dropping off the rental one in Auckland we headed towards Northland. We stopped at a lovely cafe in the historic little village of Puhoi where in the garden a hen and her chicks pecked around near our feet whilst we enjoyed a cream tea. The village was founded by immigrants from Bohemia. We stopped at Warksworth and popped in on Jen's cousin Derek, who she had seen only once in the last thirty years. Fortunately he had been forewarned that we might turn up on his doorstep. We had a nice chat over a cup of coffee in his sunny garden. On leaving Warksworth we did a 10 minute stroll around a pleasant waterfall on the outskirts The roads along the coast became increasingly windy and when darkness fell we decided to stop where we had reached - the small town of Waipu. It was one of the smallest hostels we'd stayed in. The only other guests were a convial Texan and two German women with whom we shared a kitchen and TV lounge.