|We were sick of driving|
so we let Baby take the wheel
|Exiting the cave...|
The only place we could take pictures
|Photo from: www.placestoseeinyourlifetime.com|
With this lengthy break under our belts, Baby was more than happy to be back in her snooze-chair, so we pushed onwards to the western coast where we enjoyed a nursing break and short walk along a silky soft black sand beach, and then another break for a boardwalk stroll in New Plymouth where we also took in an old timey tea and vintage car gathering.
From the seawalk we could see these stunning and unique landforms called "sugar loaf islands", which were a big part of what brought us to the region. Rather than banking on having the energy to drive back another day (¬30 minutes) we elected to drive closer and take them in beofre picking up groceries and a few of our favourite wines.
One short drive further brought us to our country cottage complete with grass driveway over a gully, and three barking geese that resented our entry. This proved to be Baby's favourite accomodation thus far, her smile lighting up the musty cabin as she admired its wood panelling. It seems that she might take after Craig and her Grandpa and become a woodcarver one day.
Rain clouded the forecast for our time here so we didn't bank on seeing the great Mount Taranaki. It was hidden behind the clouds when we arrived and the following day. We apparently had views from our property (but not the house), so on our second evening, after the rain had passed, we took turns running out every twenty minutes to see if it was showing its face. We were finally rewarded with not just a view of it, but a sunset rainbow extravaganza. How did we get to be so lucky?!