Still not used to the camera!! Whoops
(Jan) Moved rooms into hostel - 1/3 cheaper and we were using their kitchen and laundry facilities anyway.
Hired bikes. Mmmmm .........
(Rob) Started off dry, a little overcast perhaps but not enough uncertainty to derter us from cycling from the town to Gillespie beach about 12 miles away. Bumpy ride over gravelly surfaces, and the bikes were in a pretty poor state - breaks in particular very dodgy!
Arrived at seashore about lunchtime. Almost surreal in appearance; huge tree trunks scatterd over the beach looking like a scene from Jurassic Park. Sea colour and surf really gorgeous in terms of it's vastness and translucent colours - different shades of greens.
Our return journey proves to be pretty uncomfortable due to heavy, persistent rain - very wet bums on account of having no mud guards and, in Jan's case, a bit saddle sore.
You can't beat a good hot chocolate when your nose is red and your bum's sore
Dropped off at cafe on return; piping hot, home made tomato soup and a slice of chocolate banana cake made up for the dripping noses, chattering teeth and need for an airing cupboard.
(Jan) We'd got talking over breakfast to a guy from Santa Barbara who was travelling in a camper van with his Kiwi wife looking for suitable premises to set up a hostel. She was a tour guide 'by trade' and he had set up and run touristy things himself before. He thinks the Brits work hard and are amazingly together :S.
Have discovered that the Aussies are the butt of Kiwi jokes similar to the Irish/Black Country/yokels, etc.
Getting a bit concerned about the 'Where's Wally character in red coat and beard who always seems to be turning up!
Went for a short walk tonight around local road to loosen the back up after the bikes and saw a whole crew of kea causing trouble with the phone lines. They are cheeky and come very close but I wouldn't argue with their beaks.