Old Blackwater, Keep On Rollin'
Today, I say goodbye to Frank, The Dog (it’s now become his official full-name), and head out of Taupo. Frank’s parents are returning and, though I’m sure he wants me to stay, apparently this isn’t a permanent situation. So, after packing up the car, I drive north towards Auckland. Last week I found a housesit […]
Rock the Boat
After returning to town, soaked with water, yet thankfully not with blood, Mare and I drop our rented motorbikes at my hotel – hers on the street in front, and mine parked just inside the restaurant, which they don’t seem to mind at all. I phone the guy I rented it from to tell him […]