Our ears always popped when we drove over the Kaimai Ranges, a low mountain range that separates the Waikato region from the Bay of Plenty, and Mother would give us Minties (a chewy sweet) to stop us complaining about our discomfort.
Hidden away, near the top of the Range, can be found the Ngamuwahine Reserve.
It is accessed by a narrow winding dry dusty gravel road that leads from the main highway into the bush.
Some people like to freedom camp here.
We visited for a quiet picnic lunch on a hot summer’s day.
The river water was cool and refreshing, burbling on its way over the rocks and forming deep pools in the shadows beneath the fern covered banks.
Yesterday we had rain all day (I disappeared into a book – Pawn Of Prophecy by David Eddings) and today the weather is not much better. That is what makes it so pleasant to remember summer in the middle of winter J
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