On Tuesday morning, we saw our last steaming, bubbling mud pool and left Rotorua (and the rotten egg smell) behind us, apart from the smell which had permeated our clothes, and headed towards Taupo. We had a brief stop at Huka falls, where light blue water runs between two rock faces making incredible 10m rapids on the way down (I'm not sure what grade this would be on the rafting scale, but apparently no-one's ever managed it!) Hazel had signed up to do a skydive that afternoon - Christine had recomended Taupo, as you can see great views across the lake as you come down. Despite my vertigo, I decided to sign up too, as it was on my list of "things to do before you die"...or while you die! The build up is much worse
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