The next day all the men went off to Greymouth and I had a walk on my own on the beach where the waves are wild and lots of driftwood covers the beach. I spend the rest of the day reading, when the rain poured down.
The third and last day we went to Ross and danced in the Wild West after looking for gold lol.
The bush with its many ferns is wild. We had a walk on the old mine track in Ross on Monday before we went back home. This time the weather was gorgeous.
Even the people here are a bit wild and I must be too as I feel so good here.
Life was wild and hard in the past. The graves on the hill are from about 1870 and showed that most people didn't live past 40
Hokitika Gorge. Normally the water is deep blue coming from the glaciers but the rain and storm coloured it grey.
When driving back home over Arthur's Pass, this Kea had a rest on our car and didn't want to leave. We had to drive off slowly with this hitchhiker.