Now it’s the second of March and we go home on the 12th. It is now all too fast. A cloudy day for the drive but happy to report that the rain didn’t follow us, as Martin thought it might, and in fact we didn’t see any at all, save a few little wet spots near Dunedin.
The journey took us through the ever changing scenery that we have now become so used to: over every hill there seems to be a different vista and vegetation.
It was in 1848 that Scottish migrants established a town here in Dunedin giving it the ancient name for Edinburgh. The journey took us past hydro electric schemes and some very odd scenes.
The crunch and drama only came as we neared our destination on the Dunedin motorway, where a very nice policeman pulled me over for doing 118 kilometres an hour, overtaking a lorry, when the speed limit is 100. He had a chum in a high viz jacket clocking folk ‘racing’ along the motorway and he in turn had two cars at his disposal, for up ahead we saw another unfortunate pulled in moments after our good selves. Fair cop, but not a motorway as we know it Jim: you have been warned. If only he had watched us dutifully observing all the 30k signs at all the road works we have encountered, he would have been very proud. But such is ‘sods law’, I guess.
So, as always, we hope you enjoyed the journey. The cloud base has come in quite low now since I took this picture from our balcony:
Thank you for reading and let’s hope the weather improves tomorrow for our day of leisure in Dunedin.
M & M