Posting by Barb:
We decided to make our track back north through Ruatahuna Park. It was miles and miles of driving on a twisty, dirt road regularly maintained by a road grader. We didn’t have to worry about the KIB code on this road as we and perhaps another car were the only ones out there.The KIB code, according to Bill, is the Kiwi In Boot (trunk of the car) trying very hard to hold their place in their convoy of doom as they all try to pass each other and to compete for the front of the line. We stopped at a neat little tex mex café bar.
All I want is a good cup of Java!!!
We were on a quest for coffee but nobody was there to serve us. There were a few ladies sitting at a table and they were ‘healers’ attending a ‘healing’ convention. They obviously didn’t know about the powers of healing derived from a hot cup of Java. We finally hit the pavement and headed to Papamoa, our last nights’ stop before heading back to the boat. On the way we were got caught up in a traffic jam caused by a herd of cows that were trying to escape their inevitable, unpleasant future. We were stopped next to the ‘Te Puke’ Liquor Mart and the ‘Te Puke’ Bar. Bill of course brought out the obvious thought of changing the letter ‘e’ to the letter ‘o’ and the significance it would have to the quaint little town of Te Puke!