A few days we went over to work with Paul, a neighbor down yonder. He used to work with the Department of Conservation and occasionally still works on building projects for them. Quite the character.
Paul's barn was full of many collections...
Old tools from logging days.
Another neighbor, who made several escape attempts from his roadside post.
AnneMarie checking traps for stoats.
We were being watched.
Caught one!
Yikes.
One afternoon our hosts took us golfing. Scores will remain unposted.
Another day the other wwoofers and I went scouring for mussels along the Te Mata coastline. We came up empty-handed.
The bones belong to Frederick, a wwoofer who lost his way in the native bush.
A few photographs of the glorious views...
Tihana farm plants 1000 trees every year. This was #1000.
Finishing up the sign for the cove of plantings I was given to name.
A few artsy shots.
A good night.
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