Day Forty One Chillax at Akaroa (meant to be)

So, parked 'the beast' in the village and had a nice walk up to the lighthouse, through the graveyards (for early settlers, Catholic,  Anglicans and dissenters) and had a coffee break. The plan was to lie around the beach and then find a campsite round the crater!  I didn't realise I was sleeping last night in a frikkin volcano! Beautiful surroundings and a bit of retail therapy - but no swimming costumes to buy!

Drove for 11 km round scary roads to French Farm Bay! Not nice and the sand was mud so H decided we'd go across the mountains to the other side of the coast!  Pegasus Bay in the Pacific Ocan! Well, it was only 9 km across but a challenging drive for a car!!  

The poor beast was toiling and almost had a mishap with some crazy who couldn't cope with us going 20kph and overtook us on a bend!  Anyway, well worth the trip. Huge beach with almost no one about and a deserted campsite. 

Had a bit of a sunbathe and short swim (sea freezing)! 

Last nght dining in the 'beast' but here's a flavour of the evening

No internet so will be posting one day late! G'day!