Blitzkrieg Bop

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The canny Germans have learnt a thing or two since the last unpleasantness.  Lightning war using Panzer divisions is great for gaining ground but does rather draw attention and eventually we Brits turn up a give them a slap.  So, for their invasion of NZ, they are using ground troops disguised as backpackers and tanks disguised as camper vans.  It is going pretty well; they have a firm hold on all major towns and the Kiwis don't even seem to have noticed yet.  Seriously, you wouldn't believe how many Krauts there are here.

Brand New Day (or any other song by Sting)

NZ's only response to the invasion has been to mobilise an army (air force?) of killer bees and wasps.  They have recruited a good number and their killing skills are second to none but there have been some nasty. Friendly-fire incidents.  Yesterday a wasp stung me on the hand and It hurt like hurty thing.  My left hand now looks like a bunch of bananas.

We Are Family

Our first 80 day went well with only two sodding great hills and we were in Murchison by 4pm.  We are staying in a hostel run by friends of Neil and were guests of honour at a very nice meal with them and some of their friends.  It was nice to be treated like family and the food was excellent.

Today our '80' mile day turns out to be 87.  Gulp.

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