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19/1/17 Levin to Paraparaumu: 400 Mind, Body & Soul Reasons

There is only one commuter train that rattles the tracks towards Wellington in the morning.  We didn’t look the part in our attire as the numbers grew waiting for the single head-light to appear from the north.  When it did, the hordes of commuters scrambled on board as did we to take a seat.  By 7am, we were clickity clicking south.  We could get used to this type of travel!

It was yet another farewell to Mike as he was continuing on south as Jonielle, Claire and I disembarked at Waikanae.  We had planned to walk the 8ish odd kilometres to where Nick was staying (at a cousins) and too was offered a night’s accommodation for which we gratefully accepted.

Walking shorter distances is better for the mind, body and soul.

However, it was too early to call Nick to advise our arrival; Jonielle needed a re-supply so we headed to a supermarket that just so happened to have a café attached and only just opened.  Between a bite of a scone, the skies opened up and by some coincidence, Nick called in-between another bite.  We just waited for our pick up!

Not walking at all is even better for the mind, body and soul, ahem.

Meeting Braden, Vicki his wife and sons Jack and Logan was just the start of what turned out to be 24 hours of a connection as if we had known this lot before; and were just catching up.  The salutary introductions and rapport building quickly evolved into great conversations about likeminded travel and the strive for life simplicities.  Jonielle was invited to stay and so too added an international flavour to perspectives.  Not once did we mention anything to do with Donald Trump’s upcoming inauguration.  Only a dozen times.

With still a day ahead of us, we visited Southward Car Museum that houses a collection of over 400 vehicles (and some aircraft).  It’s a Kapiti Coast gem worth a stop to visit. The collection includes Marlen Dietrich’s Cadillac cabriolet, a 1915 Stutz Indianapolis race car, a 1950 Cadillac “gangster special” that belonged to gangster Mickey Cohen, and an 1895 Benz Velo, imported to New Zealand in 1900.

When we got to the cars in the collection we grew up with, back seat experiences became a theme of conversation.  Those leather experiences should best too to lie in some mental archival memory museum as well, moving right along.

We did fit in a small beach walk at the mouth of the Waikanae River.  The tide was pushing in so there was some wetness to feet as white caps paved a view out to Kapiti Island.  It’s one of New Zealand’s oldest and most important nature reserves situated 5 km off the coast.  Humans can visit but not reside.

On a day like today, it was best to be off the water.

Although Jess the family pouch found enjoyment wading into its surf chasing a stick thrown.

Wonder if we chucked a walking pole, the enthusiasm would be the same.  Another mind, body and soul moment when the hospitality was such that we could easily be adopted to stay and live if the offer was extended.

It wasn’t.  Bugger.

What time is the train due in the morning?

2 Comments

  1. I’m thinking the option to stay and live was definitely implied.

    Loved having you guys camping at our place.

    Can’t wait until we can catch up again. Maybe next time we will be on our own bloody big adventure.

    • Brent

      January 22, 2017 at 7:32 am

      You guys rock and it was soooooo refreshing to find like minded people. Huh, shift to Christchurch to live …. now that woukd be an adventure un itself :0)
      Remember the conks ….

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