By Mike

They say things happen for a reason. I sometimes doubt this but I have been converted this week.

Its now Saturday evening, Last week-end we were relaxing in Tairua with Jo’s family. Paul and Pam came over along with Susan & Gary and 2 German exchange students..

We therefore decided to go to the beach and show the students one of New Zealand’s hidden treasures, Cathedral Cove.

On the way back up the track to the car park Paul decided to take a short cut through bush walking along a fallen tree trunk.

Jo ran round the track to get a picture of Paul on his slippery walk way. Arriving just before he jumped off Jo turned quickly, bashed her heal on a rock and nearly fell down the hillside, being saved by native tree standing in her way.

Jo being Jo got her picture

along with a very sore heal.

She managed to limp back to the car, but her near death experience caused her to put her foot up for a day or two to recuperate.

This period of rest meant that our planned trip down the east coast was postponed.

Had we both been fighting fit we would have been camping in Gisborne on Thursday. The day the town was hit by an earthquake registering 6.8 on the rickter scale.