Thelmas still in shock

Waking to a new day at Mahia beach, Thelma was hoping yesterday was all a bad dream. No such luck, and it was a grey morning so the mood was a little subdued. Ok girls snap out of it and off for a walk.

Whoever said there is nothing in Mahia is wrong the local pub appears to need a visit from T & L, especially Friday night Karaoke…

Great overcast morning for fishing

Obviously not a huge tidal flow, just leave the tractors on the beach. A lot of empty Bach’s, a few residents racing off to work and a couple of barking dogs greeted us on our walk.

And of course “driftwood” Floyd (Dans dog) would be in pigs heaven. Walk complete almost and Thelma felt a small glimpse of the hairless chicken might be ok…

Trying to look nonchalant and almost succeeding. Then it was off for a drive to the other side of the peninsula, now threatening rain.

The calm before the storm, but the promise of sunshine on the horizon. We had managed to purloin a local map that gave us the idea of heading to the Morere hot pools for a dip. This is where we nearly got into trouble!

Thinking to take the road less travelled, we decided to head up and over a “Saddle”, to get to the lookout view at the top, rather than the main drag.

A little into our trafficless journey we came to a very congested area, in the middle of nowhere, cars lining both sides of the street. We slowed, a little, as kids and people were descending on some event, at this time we didn’t know what. As we got to the crowded area, yep people on the road, we realised it was a marae. A woman came rushing towards us, and motioned for us to park in the last free (reserved for special guests) park near the meeting house entrance. Radio blasting out Glen Campbell’s “in the ghetto, we quickly killed the noise and very politely mentioned we just wanted to drive through. In hindsight maybe the wrong decision, as a local Tangi, and being VIP guests may have been the highlight of our day. Seconds later we found ourselves giving away to a convoy of patched mongrel mob lads en route to the funeral, wise decision for T & L to keep moving. Then the turnoff we were heading for was a narrow dirt road so after all the excitement it was back to the main drag after all!

Thelma decided she needed to get over her haircut and

Louise really didn’t want her photo taken, but focus on the beautiful coastline and as the sun was coming out, it was going to be a good day!

A soak in the hot pool, donning bathing suits for the first time this spring, no people and warm to the bone, the girls enjoyed a picnic lunch in the sun.

Donning the charity shop bathing suits, Thelmas like a corset and Louises a bit large and saggy (hence no photo)

Time to head back as we had a $12.50 appointment with Louises hairdresser (Thelma). A small bottle of bubbles to steel the nerves as a repeat of yesterday was not on the agenda..

So here we are, music blasting out of the TV, bubbles in hand and a smiley face! The cut is still pending, before the evening looms!