Yesterday we started in the lovely seaside town of Hokitika (gorgeous museum, incredible beach, lovely cinema, charming locals) and finished a couple of hours down the coast at Franz Josef. In between we argued constantly about whether or not the Ginger should be waving at other campervan drivers. I thought he should, and so did he to begin with, but it turns out other campervan drivers are not of the same mind. Fewer than 10% waved back. I identified the likeliest return wavers as middle-aged men in a good mood. This is a very small group. It may only have been 5%. By the time we got to Franz Josef the Ginger was not in it. In fact, by the time we got to Franz Josef he wanted to put a sign on the campervan that said, “WAVE, YOU F***ERS OR I’LL HUNT YOU DOWN AND KILL YOU.”
A long soak in the Glacier Hot Pools went some way to restoring his sweet disposition, as did fish and chips and a couple of drinks at Miss Alice May, followed by a good night’s rest in the Mighty Mau Mau.
Today – heli-hiking! No waving required. I hope.