Our usual routine of a lazy start to the day brought us coffee/tea and a small bite in the campervan and by 9.30 we were on our way towards Te Kaha via a long loop around the top of East Cape.
A common theme was very very rough seas (probably enhanced by the inbound weather front) and crazy long beaches littered with washed up trees, as far as the eye could see.
We arrived at Te Kaha “campground” mid afternoon and set up for the evening.
I was really keen to do some fishing so scrounged some bait from a local and strode bravely towards the rocks to find a suitable spot.
A combination of rough seas, a fast-arriving inbound tide, some sound advice from Tiina the fear of losing my life to the sea brought about a change of plan and a quiet game of scrabble was order of the evening.
A nice dinner and soon time to let the sea air do it’s bit and send us off to sleep. Alas our plans of a peaceful night were disrupted early morning (like 3-4am) by the sound of large trucks engine-braking (despite signs to the contrary) and clearly accidental pressing of horns as they zoomed close by on the main road some 20m away.
Methinks that truck drivers don’t care so much for snoozing campervan folk!
Ah well, a good excuse to get up earlier than normal and back on the road towards the Bay of Plenty.
Mal and Tiina 