Blissful gloom

Lake Rotoiti . . . . . . same lake, different jetty

The rain timed itself perfectly to start minutes seconds after I hung out some washing this morning. Ah well - heated towel rails are multi-functional!

Got a few tasks done at home, slowly packed the van (Cybil . . . . . ? This could be her name. Still deciding) then had a very pleasant drive south to Lake Rotoiti (Maori translation: 'small lake'. It's neighbour - Lake Rotorua - is 'big lake'. I like the simplicity in the language)

Disappointed to find a "No Freedom Camping" sign right where I'd planned on staying. Murphy's Law eh?!

Off now to find somewhere where I can stay.

. . . . . . and it's still raining. It's so peaceful here it really doesn't matter about the rain or the greyness.

'Til tomorrow :)