

Rachel and Geoff flew into NZ from Australia, where they'd had a ball holidaying in Melbourne and Tasmania. They were staying with friends in Auckland when I flew up to meet them. I'd hired a car from Budget Rentals, and it's fair to say this vehicle was at Budget Rentals' budget end. It had a huge dent in the boot and had more than 300,000 kms on the clock, which made the extra bodywork insurance I'd taken out seem quite unnecessary. However, it was perfectly reliable and probably a security advantage to be a real old dunger.
We were booked into a motel in Paeroa for 3 nights. It's the home of NZ's iconic soft drink L&P (Lemon & Paeroa) and is also renowned for its numerous antique/second-hand stores. We spent the first relaxing day wandering around and exploring the shops. On the 2nd day, we went to the small town of Te Aroha. Geoff hired a bike and cycled along a stretch of the Hauraki Rail Trail, while me and Rach drove over. Te Aroha has hot pools and mineral spas and it'd have been rude not to partake of the waters. After a decent bubbling soak we had a wander around the town's sculpture trail, created by artist Adrian Worsley from recycled, reused and reclaimed scrap materials.



From here we headed to the small town of Opoutere on the east coast at the base of the the Coromandel. Geoff's friend Brian has a sweet little bach with a fantastic sea view, sometimes rented with AirBnb, but ours for another few nights. Wow! How lucky were we? We swam in the sea twice a day and did a local walk up Maungaruawahine Pa hill for an elevated view of the sandspit, harbour and outlying islands, and across the harbour to the sister Pa. The spit is a breeding ground for several endangered species of native sea birds, including the NZ Dotterel. A fantastic slice of unspoilt kiwi heaven. Our last trip out was to Whangamata and a final dip in the sea at Onemana Beach. This stunning beach has magnificent waves and is frequented by surfers. As non-surfers, our only option was to 'body-surf' those waves, and much joy was had. Then, as Geoff would say: "It's all fun and games until someone loses an eye". On this occasion the 'someone' was me and I cracked my clavicle. A particularly phenomenal wave upended me and dumped me down on my head and right shoulder onto the sandy sea bed. The fracture wasn't identified until I went to ED a couple of days later. It's complex and distal and I've also stuffed my AC joint, but I'll probably get away without surgery. I've been signed off work for 2 months and will start physio next week. It's the first bone I've ever broken, and though it's sore and activity-restricting (no beekeeping😬) it could have been way worse.



Feijoas are fattening up, as are figs and persimmons. The orchard trees will all need a serious prune in winter, and hopefully, there'll be a better crop of stone fruit next season. The fruit cage project also needs attention but will have to wait until my shoulder heals. The same for hedge trimming. I can do some gardening - like one-armed weeding and raking up debris - just not too much at once.


Luckily we were only a few minutes late to the graduation ceremony. Me and Molly whooped loudly when Sam was called to the stage to receive his parchment, and afterwards we celebrated with dinner at 'Smokey T's'. He plans to follow up with a Masters degree later this year.
Billy is working on the grape harvest again this year. He's driving the gondolas and his hours are 3am - 3pm every day. It'll be over soon, after less than 4 weeks. He has plans to au pair in Italy from mid-April, so will have a bit of time off between jobs. Lucas and Laura are still waiting for the final paperwork before they can move into their new Rolleston home. Hopefully just a few more weeks.
We're making a big effort to sort out our worldly goods and get rid of excess 'stuff' that doesn't serve us that has been stock-piling over the last few years. The process will be ably assisted by the few weeks off work that the universe is now insisting upon. I'd planned to take a break anyway, but my dodgy shoulder will ensure I'm not lured back to work too soon. On that note, I'd better at least get on with some gardening before I'm thwarted by the 5 days of rain that is forecast this week. Onward and upward...