Lean, mean, driving machines
We've covered an awful lot of ground since my last post, and there's a good reason for it. I don't want to spoil the punch, but a small hint is that it has really changed our perspective on NZ. Nuff said. On to the nitty gritty. From Marahau, on Sunday we decided to go and explore the west coast of the South Island. Quite a big drive as we needed to be in Christchurch, mid-way down on the east coast, on Tuesday. It was another gorgeous day (we seem to have hit a bit of heat wave) and the route took us through very rustic farmed valleys, slowly narrowing as we headed towards the pass between the Matiri and Victoria ranges of the Southern Alps. By the time we reached the Butler Gorge, the Butler river was huge, flowing below us as we rattled around the cliff road (albeit a major NZ highway), in The Beast. As an aside, a couple of things we've found with driving the motorhome around: 1) it makes such a noise that it's like traveling around with a one-m...