Time to burn away some of those mussels and make use of the dry roads….backtracking a little for the turn off to the road up the Kenepuru Sound for some exciting afternoon corner-hunting.
It’s the usual mix of bends, bends and more bends….flowing in one, short section… supertight the next…lose gravel, bathtubs..stones and sand washed out of the banks and onto the tar….views, water, bays, boats with white wakes….stunning!
A little sunshine would add a real sparkle to the whole thing, but hey!...it’s dry, and that’ll do us.
We make it to somewhere around Portage Bay, where chance brings everyone together after a good hour of everyone “riding their own road”.
It’s the turnaround-point, we still want to make it back near Blenheim for a good jump-off point for tomorrow’s target.
Another howling-in-pain-stretch to come for those hoops
Bernard knows of a place near Spring Creek, just north of Blenheim.
A quick tack off Hwy6 gets us onto the dead-straight Rapaura Rd…..which proves to be home of MANY of those Marlborough Wineries….vineyard after vineyard along both sides of the road….only broken by something odd.
Something worth smoking the anchors for a quick Uee and having a closer look.
GOTTA stop for that one!!
While prices are truly eye-popping…..so is the quality!!
What the hell…we’re here to have a nibble at anything.
And the smells….they kill ya!
Spring Creek Holiday Park comes up with some beds and the Junction Hotel down the road is the one starting the legacy of the lamb shanks…if I remember correctly.
Not a bad day, aye?
Starting in the fog, drizzle and under low, dark clouds…finishing with some blue patches, a little sunshine and $20 chocolates smeared around the grinning gobs!!
Looks like we're slowly getting the hang of it....