28 February
After a New World breakfast, which usually consists of an up and go 6 pack between us and a couple of bananas, we headed south along a cycle trail. The water was so calm, it made clearly defined reflections.
We tramped into the hills above Khandallah. We fortunately found a place flat enough to pitch the tent. Everywhere seems step in Wellington. A few local trampers stopped for a chat. Other than that we settled in for the night. Had a phone call with Sandie. So nice to hear her voice and have a catch up over the events of the day and how things are back in the ‘Ville.
Lets hope the morning view of Wellington Harbour is as impressive in the morning!
High in the hills above Wellington.
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