We have been tracking the northwards migration of Grandma and Granddad. Their plane from Singapore was delayed by about 40 minutes, but has now landed at Manchester. We do not have definitive proof that they are on the plane, that sort of info is not publicly available just yet.
It is a weird feeling Friday night as half the family have been at school for 3 days, but I am still technically on holiday.
I have been into school to prepare for the new term, but I also made time for a day doing my own thing yesterday. I was torn between going birding or fishing and eventually decided to do both by going up the Karikari to do some lake watching followed by a fish at Puwheke. When it came to the crunch, I decided that i had killed enough fish recently and that at $1.70 a litre for fuel, it was an extravagant trip to make on my own. So I went for an environmentally friendly bike ride instead. I sampled the delights of unsealed riding, going all the way to the end of Church Road, down Kaingaroa Hill and then back along Fischer Road. It was very interesting, lots of things to see, houses and road cuttings and bits of bush. There were some good downhill stretches after the long climbs. then the rain came on, along with thunder and lightning. I wondered what it feels like to be struck by lightning. I was not wanted upstairs just yet and made it home soaked to the skin, knackered but very happy.
