Whanganui

A pit stop on the way down to Wellington Whanganui was a sleepy town on a winters day. We rode up a very old crickety elevator to the top of the hill and snapped pictures of the great river and then meandered into the museum full of local maori artefacts. A arty town with a lot of galleries lining the streets. At glassworkswe chatted to the friendly receptionist as we browsed their exhibition.

The next morning we had a look around their local market and bought a lovely little kiwi model made from blackwood that changes colour in the light. The same stall had tens of beautifully crafted woodwork that we would have carted home if only we had the weight allowance!Les mer