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On to Porangahau via Wimbledon

April 22, 2016

 

Who knew that New Zealand had its own Wimbledon? I for one did not know until we passed through on our way to Porangahau from our Woodville interlude.   Wimbledon is apparently named after the English town renown for tennis, legend has it that the name stuck after a local farmer shot cattle at such a distance that a local remarked ‘that shot was good enough for Wimbledon’. 

There was a good area opposite the pub for us both to pull into with our rigs, it seemed only fair that we stayed for lunch.

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Parked on the side of the road

 

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The Wimbledon Tavern

A quick bite to eat and we were on our way again.

Our next stop was on the side of the road to see the hill known as "Taumatawhakatangihangakoauauotamateaturipukakapikimaungahoronukupokaiwhenuakitanatahu", which translates into English as "the place where Tamatea, the man with the big knees, who slid, climbed and swallowed mountains, known as ‘landeater’, played his flute to his loved one." Locals simply call it Taumata Hill.  It is, apparently, the longest place name in the world.

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The Place name

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The description

We arrived in Porangahau to a welcome sign indicating where we are allowed to park.  The area is administered by the Central Hawkes Bay Council, permission is required to park in many of the places along this coast but all it takes is a quick phone call to organise (just ensure you do this before venturing to these beaches as reception in some of the beaches  is non existent).   Porangahau is a long sandy beach stretching for some distance

Marj has a new mode of transport…..a segway!  This is a great way for her to be able to accompany Brian on his daily walks  and she very kindly has allowed me to practise on it.

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Bernice and Brian walking with Marj wheeling along

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Bernice showing her skills.

Its a great mode of transport, which makes easy work of all types of surfaces including beaches, forest walks and even up and down small steps & slopes.  What’s more – its rather fun!

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No These are not Marj’s tracks in the sand.  They are made by some critter which I have been unable to identify.14

Obviously whatever it is has some form of legs on either side of its body.

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It’s tracks start and finish in this type of depression in the sand.

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And finally a seagull at dawn.