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April 6th 2016
Published: April 6th 2016
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The walk was alongside a very pretty Te Waihu valley which had the bluest river and pools we'd ever seen. Rock filtered spring water gave the water it's blueness and it sort of glowed when the sun shone on and reflected off the white sandy riverbed. Lots of dips were taken along the way and a great deal of laughter was had, especially when the grown ups got either in and out of the pools. Cas ventured (with many 'ooohs' and 'it's freezing') into one particularly deep blue pool and perched herself on a rock that sat just below the surface; I declared to the kids that it was the mermaid of Copenhagen come back to life. I'm not sure I'd ever heard Ed and Hat laugh so much as when I tried to pull Cas out using one of our blue towels as a sort of rope - the hilarity came from the many shrieks and false starts and comments such as 'I'm slipping', 'hang on, my left foot's stuck', 'oh no, I'm not ready' and 'am I going to pull you in?'. The tears rolled down our cheeks.
A picnic of cheeses, bread and muffins at the halfway point kept us fully charged and, for most part, the sun shone and it we'd class it as a beautiful summer's day in the UK.

It was only a short distance to our second site which was a carpark at Firth Tower Museum with an electrical hook-up. We parked by a trio of oak trees and as I rigged up a washing line a gust knocked a load of acorns down on my head (note that they are two to three times the size of British acorns) and I had a Chicken Licken moment.
Ed and I barbecued some lamb chops on the disposable bbq that we bought on the first day, but haven't been able to use due to fire restrictions. It was all the more succulent for it.
Hat swept an area of leaves off the grassy patch in the middle of the carpark and so we had our very own arena for flip flop rounders and marbles. We finished off with several rounds of blackjack and the poker chips were, as you can imagine, the ready supply of giant acorns.
Cas was a little tipsy and we might have taken a few swigs of amaretto from her hip flask, hic.




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