June 3, 2016
The drive between Blenheim and Nelson is lovely, but this particular run was the emotional equivalent of being tossed off a sunny lounge chair into a cold pool. Blenheim had been such a great time out, but now it was time to face the music. This meant facing the pile of errands and chores that had to get finished today, wrapping everything up before tomorrow’s pre-dawn departure for a trip neither of us wanted to make (going back across the Cook Strait and up the east side of North Island was definitely not in our plan!). I kept reminding myself that I’d rather have these problems than some of the ones we had back in land life, but it wasn’t helping. Below, a gallery of photos from the drive both to and from Blenheim.
The Nelson Marina was still full of boats yet it felt empty because everyone we knew had left. The saving grace was having a really nice weather forecast for the next 3 days, enough to make it to Napier or Gisborne, halfway up the north island, before another windy period.
Below, a few orphan photos from the Nelson area that need a good home. I’ve invited them to live in this post. (Click to enlarge/scroll through galleries above.)–Cyndi
