7pm Arrowtown Camp site
Bit of Deja vu! Back in Arrowtown after taking the wrong turn at Cromwell!
I may have cocked up a bit. I was thinking about getting to Glenorchy and then to Twizel by the 23rd which is when Mark and Clare will be home. If I’d gone straight on at Cromwell I’d have been getting ahead of myself and been at Twizel on 22nd. Now I’m here in Arrowtown I think I’ll not be able to make it! Mmmmmm …. What to do? I was keen on seeing Glenorchy as its one of my favourite places when its sunny and the weather forecast is looking good for the next few days (it was poor when I came through nearly 2 weeks ago.)
I’ve also just realised that I can’t get a bus to Nelson in one day so I would not be able to meet Mark and Clare on 23rd anyway.
I could still get to Glenorchy tomorrow, 21st, back to Queenstown 22nd, catch bus at 8.05am to Christchurch 23rd, catch bus at 7am from C’church to Nelson on 24th and then fly to Auckland from Nelson at 5pm on 25th. Phew! Lot of travelling and I’ll still have 2 days in a confined plane to get home. Its going to drive me mad but has to be done! I’ve booked flight and as I get in late to Auckland opted for Ibis budget hotel right on the doorstep. Will leave booking buses until tomorrow just in case something else turns up!
Beautiful sunny morning in Clyde. I took it a bit leisurely, had a long shower, made brekkie ( a little ginger haired boy about three who loved sport wanted to sit with me), gave Rex some much deserved TLC include a good lube on all his joints ( I think in bike years he must be as old as me) and he is purring slickly now, just like me. I Went to town with the intention of going to the wine and food festival. Sat outside supermarket writing a couple of postcards being “good morninged, hows it goinged” and “good morninging ,good thanks” just about everyone who passed by.
Turned out the festival had an entry fee of 15 bucks and I only wanted to thank Lisa again so the Yorkshire tightness in me overruled and I headed off for Cromwell up a very steep road to the dam and rejoined the highway.
The scenery was remarkable along this man made lake but I was always conscious of cars roaring past and some sections were narrow so I could not fully relax. Bit of headwind made it slower to get to Cromwell and partly the wind, and partly the fact you have to turn off the Twizel road to get to Cromwell made the decision to head for Glenorchy easier.
Cromwell was very nice to look over from afar but in the town itself it was very “mall like” with not as much character as I’d hoped. I think I saw the largest contingent of overweight kiwis here which probably didn’t help. So after I’d stuffed my face too I headed off.
Arrowtown was something like 50km away along the Kawarau river valley which is spectacular scenery but again the road was a bit tight in places and I needed to be aware of traffic. It seemed to take ages and it was tiring with a few hills and bit of a headwind to boot. Cromwell is renowned for its fruit as it has hot summers and cold winters in which they thrive, fruit stalls appear at regular intervals on the way out of Cromwell. The Gibbston Valley after Nevis Bluff also looked nice with all its wineries (plus a cheesery…cheesy or what!).
I stopped at the Kawarau bungy centre and was entertained with a couple of jumps, music was pumping out and it was all very glitzy. One poor lad was petrified at the edge and pulled out, felt sorry for him ( and his parents who had paid!). Time was pressing so I did final section to here in Arrowtown getting in just before got dark. I’m in kitchen area which is filling up and some strange mixes of cooking smells are pervading the atmosphere.