Day 27 Makarora to Wanaka via Lake Hawea
There was a Maori whakatoki on the information display at Pleasant Flat explaining the greenstone trails "Seek the treasure you value most dearly; if you bow your head, let it be to a lofty mountain."
Early start again this morning into the rising dawn, mountains still shrouded in mist just above the bush line. I'm over the Southern Divide so the rivers are flowing south and east out to the Pacific Ocean.
There was a huge salmon in the river I watched for about 20 minutes in a pool in the river, rising and feeding and circling around in a lazy beat. I took a photo just as it broke the surface and captured the glint of the setting sun. I want to come back with Sam and the kids and grandkids for a Southern vacation.
Annette opened early for me at the Makarora Country Cafe after seeing me at COVID Corner last night and cooked up this sumptuous feast. I had asked if they did chicken livers. She shouted to Rachel the chef," Could you whip out, kill a chook and rip the kidneys out of it for me?" (No liver for brekkie).
The stags in the high fenced field are bugling and wild stags, miles away up in the tops are calling back. The black Angus Weiner bulls are still nestled with their mum's. They'll be making lots of noise soon when they get separated from mothers.
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