Turangi style of school holiday fun on the Tongariro River.

Usually to be let loose with all day to waste on the Tongariro on a warm (no wind) summer day when the Cicadas are drowning out the birds chirping and BIG trout waiting for me (?) is as close to heaven as I am ever likely to get.  But then I discovered some others having even more fun.  I hope the photos do them justice.

Yesterday morning Pumpkin guided me down the Tongariro armed with cicada patterns to find the BIG brown that I lost the day before.  But we were distracted by the joyful sounds of pure glee that only teenagers are capable of.  It is sad that when some of us get older (Hi SWMBO) we lose all that natural spontaneity.  These kids were having so much fun I just stood there and admired their infectious enthusiasm for life in the Tongariro environment.

Auckland take note:  That is what the rest of NZ is all about.  Despite all the bells and whistles, Auckland would struggle to match that for pure holiday fun…