Monday, Feb 25th, Russell, New Zealand

Greetings!

I apologize.  Russell (where we're staying) was the Hell-Hole of the Pacific, not Paihia.  I think I must have been associating my anger at having to walk the whole length of it yesterday into its 1830 personality.  Paihia was the peaceful Maori side of the bay, and Russell was the British out-of-control side.

Passing the Hell-Hole Cafe, on our way to the oldest restaurant in the country (which proudly says that it's been serving rascals and reprobates since 1827), I realized my error.

After breakfast this morning, we drove the car around the hill behind Russell.  We discovered a beautiful beach in front of a long grass park with picnic tables and lawn chairs.  One other senior couple drove up, as did a kid on a skateboard, and a father and son.  It was as idyllic a morning beach spot as one could imagine.

Returning to our room, we did the laundry, packed a lunch, and then walked down to the town boardwalk and pier.  We had a arranged a cruise of the Bay of Islands for the afternoon, and didn't want to miss the boat.

Great Sights runs an all-purpose island ferry service, with half-day and all-day explorer adventures.  We took the 4-hour Cream Trip to most of the small islands on the way out to the Hole in the Rock and back.  Though a bit windy out at the Cape Brett Lighthouse, it was relaxing and enjoyable.

On the way back, we got off the boat at Otehei Bay, and visited Project Island Song, a Bay of Islands Conservation effort.

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