Rebecca and I managed to get up early and have an hour wandering the town as the sun rose. Akaroa is a really nice place and I suspect we will return, probably without an entourage of motor heads and a death march schedule.
We used the coast road to exit Akaroa and head off on our long journey. It’s hard to make every day interesting and this was is really just a transport stage. 500 odd Km. Today marked the demise of the second of Rogers support vehicles. It’s lucky the competitors are more reliable than the support cars. The v12 jag lead car has also eaten all it’s oil so it may be on the way too..
Arriving in Dunedin is no great tonic for the soul after a big day in the road. The hotel is tired, food poor and the greyness crushing. The hotel staff were actually the high point and tried to be cheerful but you can only do so much