22nd August - A hole in the rock and a town called Russell
For the first time in a while, we slept in. Liz's jetlag was pretty good but did get her up a tad early, but we made it till 10:30 today. Fantastic.
During a little bar time last night we won a 2-4-1 offer on a bay of islands tour so we decided to honour that prize today. The Bay of Islands is a miriad of Scenery, the whole thing is just beautiful. England does miss out on things like this badly. Island after island, geographical phenomenom after geographical wonder. The peak of which was the hole in the rock feature. A massive rock erosion on a small island that turned into a cave then a complete hole, big enough for our ferry to back right into.
The ferry tour started off nice and sunny and warm but took a turn for the worse with one of those. Nice and sunny and freezing: -
On the way back we stopped off in a small town called Russell. It did indeed remind me of the enigma that is Russell Smither. Like Russ the town was quaint, dull, strawberry blonde in colour and with not much substance to it. It also prouded its self on its reputation of being 'Romantic Russell'.
Unfortunately there were some laws in Russell that can't be popular
Other than that there wasn't much to the place. But it did have a sordid past did Russell, it used to house the first Whore house in all of Nz and was nicknamed the 'Hell hole of the pacific'. Any explanations Russ?
Again, we visited Happy hour before going to bed, this time at the Mako shark bar that did indeed have a shark over the bar.
Sorry for the lack of communication at the moment families, friends and the American Express man that Steve kindly and wisely linked to us here. We are suffering intermittent internet and the pay phones are not very phone card friendly either but we are alive. Also 'Hello Nan' your postcard is on the way! Miss you loads!
All the best
Pricey and others.
During a little bar time last night we won a 2-4-1 offer on a bay of islands tour so we decided to honour that prize today. The Bay of Islands is a miriad of Scenery, the whole thing is just beautiful. England does miss out on things like this badly. Island after island, geographical phenomenom after geographical wonder. The peak of which was the hole in the rock feature. A massive rock erosion on a small island that turned into a cave then a complete hole, big enough for our ferry to back right into.
The ferry tour started off nice and sunny and warm but took a turn for the worse with one of those. Nice and sunny and freezing: -
On the way back we stopped off in a small town called Russell. It did indeed remind me of the enigma that is Russell Smither. Like Russ the town was quaint, dull, strawberry blonde in colour and with not much substance to it. It also prouded its self on its reputation of being 'Romantic Russell'.
Unfortunately there were some laws in Russell that can't be popular
Other than that there wasn't much to the place. But it did have a sordid past did Russell, it used to house the first Whore house in all of Nz and was nicknamed the 'Hell hole of the pacific'. Any explanations Russ?
Again, we visited Happy hour before going to bed, this time at the Mako shark bar that did indeed have a shark over the bar.
Sorry for the lack of communication at the moment families, friends and the American Express man that Steve kindly and wisely linked to us here. We are suffering intermittent internet and the pay phones are not very phone card friendly either but we are alive. Also 'Hello Nan' your postcard is on the way! Miss you loads!
All the best
Pricey and others.
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