
After plucking Ant out of the Cobb Dam cow-paddocks and some en-route brake lever replacement, the previous day had ended with a main roads/ twisties run under a blotchy sky to Murchison.
The newer version of the State Highway 6 is still a brilliant run, even when packed up and on knobbies.
The day was getting long and finding a place to stay in Murchison proved another challenge as it turned out (unknowingly), that a lot of folks were leaving the storm-damaged Westcoast, flowing back towards the EastCoast across the ranges.
Next morning's brecky at the River Cafe started another awesome day on the roads and tracks.
Starting south up the Matakitaki Valley for the start of the Maruia Sadlde ...making sure of the map before Tassie-Dave shoots up the wrong track again

He's got a bit of a history t on that score
Oh yeah....noice one!
Ant still seems to have his nose-outa-joint somehow.... that DR front just doesn't look right on that pic.
This time the Maruia proved a bit more technical, lots of soft and sandy stuff... nothing tricky, just a little messy.
Marty somehow re-appeared in my mirrors after a short, muddy side-trip among the trees....then it was on for young and old on the SH6 again, this time through Buller Gorge after a coffee at the local bike hang-out of
Berlins Cafe. Busy place, plenty of local riders.
Got some intel about a massive landslip closing the (only) WestCoast road between Fox Glacier and Haast for at least a week....and a 250 bike Poker-Run affair at Westport across the entire weekend.
Shit!!....getting beds for a bunch of 6 anywhere was starting to become a real squeeze.
First though...blue skies, sun out....this was a joy.
Ducked into Cape Foulwind for a short walk up the lighthouse and some views up the coast towards Westport.
Tried a few B+B's, Caravan Park and Cabin places along the way....no luck.
Booking.com from a windy carpark produced a 6-bed bunk room at a Westport Backpackers....PUNCH that one!
6 old farts in a pigeon hole....who cares, let's go up the coast and hillside twisties to that weird coalmine on top of a hill....the Denniston Plateau.
Things were going to get tough.....but that's for later.
Having been up here a few times, the place still feels totally whacky and somewhat unreal....but it's still all there.
A coal-mine on top of a hill is certainly somewhat "down-under".