For the next couple of weeks we got stuck into our fishing and were not disappointed!
We once again sent a heap of salmon off to our favourite guy at Rata Smokehouse who processed and packed for us to share with friends near and far.
Enjoying the fruits of our labour |
We also enjoyed some of our other favourite wild food that we found growning among the pines, the yellow bolete.
Once the start date of our farm sit was confirmed and we were getting ready to leave we had a catastrophic mechanical failure with the van. The mechanics in Twizel told us they couldn't fix it and we embarked on the most complicated and convoluted start to any sit we have ever had. The first problem being what to do with the van whilst we fulfilled our commitment to the sit? Fortunately, the people we sat for in Twizel the last time we were here came to our rescue, offering for us to park the van at their home till we could find a way of rescuing it. It was such a pleasure to see the pup again
Bailey learning to be a van pup |
The sun going down on our time in the van - literally |
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