We drove down to Welly to see the Fooeys, what a brilliant show. All we were expecting and more. Dave Grohl is a great showman. But the security at the events centre was a bit weird, confiscating studded belts, female security frisking my wife, but no-one frisked me!
And the liquor licence stopped at 9.00.![]()
And Welly people in the seated area get up and boogie, never seen that in Auck. But then several hundred jumping aroung on St James balconys would be a little scary.
Then the rest of the weekend disappeared in a blur of shopping, eating, drinking. Logan Brown has to be in the top three restaurants in NZ. Expensive, but worth every cent.![]()
We went to Martinborough on Sunday. we must have been early because we didn't get blitzed by bikers over the Rimutakas. They arrived after we did.
We had dinner at the French Bistro which is owned by John Campbells parents. You can see the resemblance between Father and son easily, everthing was "gorgeous".
Monday we headed back through Palmy via the Paihiatua track, this piece of road is made for bikes, do the Welly crew do it much?
Apart from the boring straights bits getting to it and back, I'd be getting up there as often as poss.
We had a screaming tail wind for most of the way back, even in a cage it's hard to judge your speed with nearly no wind noise. We were creeping near 'walking speed' far too often, no drama though. Didn't see any cops, apart from 3 HP in 3 km's on Riverside Rd between Ngaruawahia and Huntly, very strange place for them to be.
Heading down on Friday was a case of "i wish I was on the bike", beautiful blue skies all the way to Levin. Coming back was "glad I'm not on the bike", I must be getting soft.
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