Was an early start this morning and I took just a liitle delight in warming the bike just a bit tooo long just to annoy the prick in the cabin next door that snored all night.
We made our way to Hokianga where we boarded the ferry for the short ride to Rawene, where we had breakfast at the mudflats cafe. If you ever wondered why Aussie's pay out on Kiwi's then you need to come here. Can you believe that these guys forgot our order.....not uncommon in a busy cafe I here you think, difference is WE were the only ones there...talk about dumbass Kiwi's, but at least we got free coffee, while they worked out how to cook scrambled eggs, which was apparently their speciality.
There is more to come on dumbass Kiwi's later in ths post.
After our marathon brekky, we were peaking on coffee, 40 cups will do that to you, so it was a high speeed blast on some brilliant roads to the oldest and biggest tree in the world. (this could be bullshit...not sure)
We then told Karen to find us some fun roads and nice places not on the highway and she happily obliged by taking us to the back off nowhere. It was great fun but.
We ended up at Bayleys beach, where the bright coloured beach bachs (as they are known) overlook the beach....very cool. This one must be owned by a KTM owner eh bro?
It was also here that we met a guy who's job it is to drive around in the google mobile taking all the pics for google maps street veiw. It was cool talking to him and hearing some of the stories of some of the things he has seen. (too many to list here).
From here our destination was supposed to be to Waihi, where we had arranged to couchsurf at Stuarts place. This is where we had our 2nd run in with Kiwi dickheads, as despite several weeks notice and him actually confirming when we made contact by phone, we discovered that he had forgotton all about us and taken in some other couchsurfers. This lead to us having to hastily trying to source some alternative accomadation which wasnt easy at such short notice.Thanks for that Stuart, I sincerly hope you read this. You don't work at this palce by any chance do ya, cause you are defineatly a Knob !!!!
Karen was on the job though and she led us on some fun roads out to the Coromandel penisular. Fortunatly we were able to score a room at the historic Junction hotel at thames. Not the most luxourious, but definatly full of character. The managers are awesome and let us lock up the bike in an old bar that is being renovated.
We had dinner at the worlds worst pizza and pasta bar then back to the pub for a few beers with the staff. Was a great night.
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