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Countdown weekend #6 - Coromandel

B and I headed out to the very tip of the Coromandel peninsula this weekend. Bit of a long drive for a weekend, but it was a beautiful day and an incredibly scenic road, so well worth it. Saturday morning, we packed some food, the hammock, the camp gear and hit the road. We made it to the tip of the Coromandel by the middle of the arvo. Enjoyed a picnic, found a camp spot, went for a swim, and then it was down to serious business....

We are on a mission to clean out our cabinets over the next few weeks. Target for this weekend: bottle of tequila. We had a lovely afternoon drinking campsite margaritas on the beach. Mission accomplished. Before we knew it we were watching the sun set and hadn't yet bothered to cook dinner or set up our tent. Thanks for the full moon though, neither of those were a drama. Another beautiful spot in New Zealand that we will definitely miss...

We took the even longer way home stopping off at the same lookout where just 2 years ago we broke the key off in our then new car. We figured we owed it to ourselves to drive the road that we had previously only ridden on top of a tow truck on. It was a much less scary drive this way! :) Once back in Auckland, we treated ourselves to the local green-lipped mussels (2 for 1 on Sundays at one of our local eateries) and a glass each of the local wine.  Sweet as.

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