I headed up to Te Awamutu to drop of my mate’s ice axes at his folks (thanks Gareth!) then rather than bomb up to the Coromandel Peninsula I headed 20km’s down the road to stop off at Bryce’s climbing, next to several well known climbing areas such as Froggat.
Luckily for me there was a well bored Czech guy staying there just gagging for someone else to arrive and climb with. I stayed and climbed for a day and stayed a second night.
The sun was out, and despite being almost beaten by some grade 16s (hey I’ve hardly done much climbing) we had a great long afternoon and had a couple of superb wee routes, including a few leads and a few seconds.
(Picture : Main Cliff at Froggatt Edge) Despite being tempted to stay another night I am on my way to the Coromandel Peninsula as the forecast is great this weekend. It took me a wee bit longer to get away from Bryce’s than I thought, although I did manage to walk away without buying any climbing kit. Amazing. You see the car didn’t start. Dead. Nada. Not even a tick over.
I went over the garage and someone came over with a battery to try and start it.
Just before I was about to try it I wanted an instant earthquake in NZ to swallow me up and save me the embarrasment. You see, despite driving this car for 8 weeks someone today I forgot that I needed to put the security key into the immobiliser for it to start. Unfortunately I didn’t remember until the garage guy came over.
At least I gave him a bit of a laugh, and a few bucks to go and buy a beer. No doubt he took the piss out of ‘bloody backpackers’ when he went back to the game of pool I interrupted.
Onwards to Coromandel and in Auckland midweek to get shot of the car in some shape or form before heading north for some diving. I have one interested party so fingers crossed.