Next, we were off to Mount Maunganui with its vast empty beach. Mind you, when we were there, it was hardly surprising it was empty. Weather wise, it was the worst day of the holiday. Grey skies, showers and the temperature dropped off in the evening.
Heather was determined to do some boarding though, and even tried to teach me. Apparently they were the wrong kind of waves.
I still ended up hardly able to walk after it!
The last time we were here, we tried to meet up with an old friend of the shop, Moretonian, Gary Snape, but it simply didn't happen.
This time, Gary was kind enough to motor over from his home in Matamata and meet us in a bar where he entertained us with his experiences of life as a Kiwi. He reckons it's pretty good.
Good to see you Gary!
The day ended with some more excellent Fish and Chips on (or very near) the beach and then a walk along it.
As you can see, it was a little windy and there was a lot of salt in the air. That's salt - I'm not that grey haired!
It had been another enjoyable day even if I was limping. Strangest past of it though - I didn't have a beer, all day!
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