There’s light in the darkness
So here we are, truly on the road, with our bus, ready as ever, all packed up and roaring!
We had a great couple of days catching up with family in Christchurch, and our first day on the road was appropriately filled with action and drama:
- The metal flap door (heavy) almost dropped onto Hannah’s head while driving. It hadn’t been closed properly; luckily the chains held it up.
- An air pressure hose in the driver’s cabin that was sealed just before we left hissed open, also while Hannah was driving.
- In a wrong turn just before Orana Park, a fence post attacked our bus, scraping off two locker latches and denting the locker doors.
Then yesterday we had our real first day heading into the great wide world of small New Zealand. We found an amazing first camp spot south of Timaru and the scenery was like someone’s painting.
After a while, a fisherman drove up along the beach to us and just gave us a beautiful red cod. Yum. A perfect treat and show of kindness for our first day out. Later on we ate around the camp fire and Otis made my day staring into the fire and saying: “…There is light in the darkness.”