... today actually. I'm quite excited about heading out to Cromwell, Alexandra, or wherever I will end up. The plans are to head into CentralOtago for cherry picking for about a month. I have a feeling I won't last that long (since people say it's pretty ...
We headed into Dunedin to board the Taieri Gorge Railway, which was to take us into remote and nearly uninhabited areas of CentralOtago. The old diesel train clanked and rattled its way out of the city, through pretty rolling hills. It was attractive, ...
... might say...
Well here we are, 25 percent of the way through our trip. At this point we find ourselves on the SouthIsland of NewZealand. What an amazingly beautiful place. As Shannon and I both described it, independent of each other, it is like the ...
... here. Fruit picking is looking less and less appealing at the moment. Especially after I saw how somewhat bland the CentralOtago area is. That job on Stewart Island could be good though. I'm not sure when I'll even give that guy a call back. I want ...
... up my mind and they should've done something about it earlier (because I had already talked to them about it). I may head off to CentralOtago for a month or so and work in the orchards or vineyards. We'll see. I don't want to head up to Nelson yet ...
... Andersons Bay and shopped in the huge Pak N Save supermarket - the cheapest supermarket in NZ!
After all of that it was a nice four hour drive home through stunning centralOtago.
Back to work tomorrow!
Hugs
AlinMatt
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... there are one or two which you can still see. Some Chinese settled here in the late 1800's to mine the Goldfields of CentralOtago, they like a lot of others lived here and worked long, lonely hours before if they were fortunate enough, they earned ...
... get, and although it's roughly the same latitude as back come, I'd have to say it feels colder, especially after the heat of centralOtago. Given we're three days from the summer solstice, at least it's a nice short night.
We follow the road's sways ...
... monkeys and southern fairies chasing the happy hour round town, my dusty ass had been working itself into a sweat out in a vineyard in CentralOtago. Twas getting toasted to a cinder in the sun all day but working outdoors is all good and the work wasn't ...
... Andy in the tiny hamlet of Clyde. Last night, we drove out of the farmland near Wanaka and followed the Clutha River south. The road invaded stark brown hills with rock outcrops like birthmarks. We followed a wide channel of water, an occasional boat ...