Tuesday 30th September – Glenorchy to Dunedin
On the Tuesday we checked out of the motel and headed towards Dunedin. The roads were amazing cutting in and out of the mountains. I say this as the passenger of course and may have looked upon them slightly less favourably had I been driving. This area (Central Otago) is known as fruit country and there were numerous orchards with roadside shops attached. We stopped at one and picked up two bags of apples. I forget what the first was but the second was a bag of Braeburns (my Dad’s favourite) and they were fresh and exquisite.
When we arrived in Dunedin we went into the town and had a look around. Lance then drove round in circles for a while. Actually that’s a bit unfair, the central area has an octogan of roads around it so I guess I should be accurate and say he drove in octogans! I was technically navigating but the map he had was made in about 1874 and I would, for example, direct him down a road which had now been converted into a dead end rather than a through road. Eventually we found the holiday park which we had been looking for and checked in.
The holiday park said it was next to the beach and it was. Well, it was if you took a trek through a golf course and up and down several hills. Unfortunately the beautiful beach was slightly marred by Paul calling me. This meant that I had to contact the Police as it was a breach of his bail conditions.