We had a good chat the next morning with Tanner (Mattie’s flatmate). He is a personal trainer and enjoys golf. There is always plenty to talk about when it comes to golf!
It wasn’t long before we were back on the TA trail. We crossed a superb foot / cycling bridge. It digitally displayed how many people had passed across so far for the day. We were numbers 271 and 272 and it was barely 10am.
We weaved towards, and around, Massey University. There are amazing facilities here. Karl tried out the basketball court briefly. We passed an institute for sport and rugby. Someone was being interviewed on the field.
A segment of road walking came next. Painted white lines diminished, before tarseal became a dusty, narrow, winding road.
Just when you thought the road would continue forever, boom, the Arapuke Forest carpark came into sight. There was an impressive entranceway to a vast selection of mountain bike trails. Lots of vehicles held bike carriers. We relaxed under a shelter, did a cook up, and as evening approached, pitched the tent.
There’s something about camping by a stream too. It’s sound, a chuckle, that lolled us to sleep.
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