Twists and turns...

Dear Friends!

It has been harder keeping in contact with you all than we thought it would be – life on the road is busy in its own ways; internet connections are fickle things; our email programme works beautifully till you press send; post boxes are not a stroll away; this computer finds uploading photos tedious...because of all this we haven't blogged as often as we hoped HOWEVER if you are reading this then things have come together this time!

It's beautiful here at the Lake Rotoiti Holiday Park / Okere Falls. It's very peaceful and laid back and and we are very happy with the helpx work and our hosts Keven and Jan. Connor and I have the task of preparing vegetables etc..to make meals for a 15-strong drilling gang (working on a new geothermal energy field nearby) twice a day and Luka works with Keven round the grounds. Today he did some hedge trimming. Paul has full time work until Christmas at The Wooden Toybox in Mt Maunganui. He leaves to catch a bus at 6.30am and gets home around the same time in the evening! We miss him but it's only till Xmas which is how long we are staying here. He gets the weekends off, we all get Sunday off and the main thing to do around here is swim! And kayak around on the Lake which is impossibly huge and it's the 'iti' one!!

Connor sliding into Rotoiti, in the camp grounds... and our home for the next 3 1/2 weeks.

This adventure is going the way all good and respectable adventures go – with twists and turns in the trail – a few swears and much gnashing of teeth (I am the main culprit for the swearing). Our first helpx didn't go that well and tempers frayed, the work was hard and the food was missing, also any word of thanks or praise. After one of our famous 'family meetings' where we take on the aura of the Osbournes (albeit minus the fame or funding) we decided we would just pack up our troubles in our old kit bags, or rather our way-too-much-shit into our fried-out Camry, and go for a holiday to Mt Maunganui Camping Ground. What a good choice! Family brawl / meeting over, Connor got out his laptop and we all (minus Luka who has taste, sometimes) watched Lesbian Vampire Killers and felt much better. Ja!

The Mount was fantastic as always. My dad came to stay with us for two nights and we really relaxed and mooched and congratulated ourselves – swam, walked round the Mount, (the boys ran round in 19 minutes) went to the hot salt water pools, had cafe treats with dad, visited old friends (I grew up there) Dad bought me new red sunglasses and a Macs Gold ahhh BUT it costs a lot to pay for accommodation and all your meals, and all our towels were wet and sandy so we knew we had to find a helpx position soon as. And Paul found it, this place! (i'd just like to add- chopping veges is way better than slashing gorse and blackberry in the hot sun as we had been doing - see Paul in top pic!) We have a couple more hosts lined up to see us through till about mid January.

TOP LEFT: Nick, Luka & Connor

BOTTOM LEFT: Social volleyball evening at Mount beach. Connor is second from left, Luka is jumping for the spike shot.

The boys are making plans to fly back to ChCh on Jan 6th to see friends (and have a break from their parents) and Luka has the biggest twist in the tail of all. He has decided to go back to school next year to do Level 3 NCEA! We are looking into it.

So, that's sort of where we are up to in all this adventure malarky.

Love to you all, Justy