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Moving on From the Bay of Islands – Day 15
Monday 11th April 2005
Time to move on from the Bay of Islands today, albeit rather reluctantly, but my journey was ahead of me, and there was no point being sentimental about a place. I’m sure there will be many places on this trip that I end up falling in love with.
Before setting out this morning, I wanted to check the essentials under the bonnet of the car. Why I hadn’t done this already was a mystery to me, and I was half expecting to find a horror story just waiting to reveal itself to me. When I lifted the hood I was pleasantly surprised to see it was actually in fairly good condition. But then I found it, the horror I was hoping to avoid. There was an important-looking hose that was split into two pieces, and I just knew it was something bad.
So the first stop was right over the road to the mechanic who was working on a car in the morning sunshine. But first I had to say my goodbyes to Hiromi, and also to the owner – whose name was George as I found out today. Bastien was coming with me for the first part of the trip as I offered to drop him off at the crossroads so he could decide in which direction to continue his journey.
Hiromi had made Bastien and myself some lunch to take with us, and I think she was a bit sad that we were both leaving. I must say, I was also feeling a little sad, having become quite attached to this little place by the sea. With lunch in hand and goodbyes completed, it was time to make tracks.
I took the car over the road to get an opinion from the mechanic as to how much it might cost to repair the hose, or how serious it actually was. Quite surprisingly though, he just looked at it and said not to worry. It was the oil hose, but it was broken in a place that didn’t affect the car in any way. It just meant filling the oil in through the open hose as opposed to the end with the cap on. The oil was at a good level any way. Water was also fine, so without further ado, Bastien and myself left this ideal place and headed onwards.
At the crossroads I parted company with Bastien and went on alone. I wanted to aim for Hamilton today as it was on the way to other points of interest, and seemed like a good place to stop for the night. I went via Auckland city to try and sort out my phone so that I could use it abroad, but ended up having a bit of trouble, so I just moved on.
It was a bit of a nightmare navigating without a decent map in my possession, and going from one major city to the next was as painful as it could have been, but I eventually found Hamilton’s J’s Backpackers where I would be staying the night. It was a fairly good hostel, and I was sharing with a couple of other people by the looks of things, although they were nowhere in sight at this point. I wondered if I was going to meet them or not, seeing as I am only passing through.
I got some food from the local shops for dinner this evening and just settled down on my bed feeling a little tired. The others didn’t show up until later in the evening and there was no introduction made, so I just went to sleep.
Written by Daniel Stevens,
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