Woolshed Tavern

Continued from the last episode... From Gisborne, the first city in New Zealand to see the sunrise, to Napier, I experienced a thrilling night. On the way to Napier, I saw the railway and villages destroyed by the flood, and then I realized that there was a flood here. To be fair, I found that this is basically one of the most worthwhile cities in New Zealand, even far more than Auckland. This city experienced a magnitude 7.9 earthquake in 1930. It is a place with a distinctly different architectural style from other cities. It is clean and tidy, with no high-rise buildings. It is particularly worth mentioning that its long coastline is so beautiful. It is also the most "pure" and peaceful black beach in New Zealand. Even in the entire round-the-island tour that was completed later, I have never seen such a blue sea. It is especially suitable for walking and cycling. I calculated it by driving and it was about 6 kilometers. The New Zealand National Aquarium is also located on this coastline. It is very small and is visited by groups of local children. We stayed here for about half a day, sitting on the beach enjoying the warm sunshine and listening to the soothing sound of the waves, completely forgetting the thrilling experience the night before... We stocked up on supplies from the local supermarket and set off for the next stop. Because the navigation to Auckland showed that it was far from the coastline, we did not follow the navigation. We drove as close to the coastline as possible, and drove as close to the coastline as possible until there was really no road near the central Hawke's Bay, and it was difficult to see the sea, so we drove into the main road from here and headed all the way to Wellington. In comparison, the small towns in the middle were completely different from those along the way, so there was no need to stop, and we symbolically circled the city and continued on. I want to emphasize here that after driving more than 300 kilometers, the navigation was very inaccurate about 100 kilometers away from Wellington. The routes of Google, Baidu, and Tantu offline map navigation were all outrageous. It might be road construction again (there were too many road constructions along the way, and the infrastructure here is really far worse than ours). When I drove according to the navigation, I was always prompted to turn around, but there was no road at all. I walked about 10 kilometers in the uninhabited area, and the road became narrower and narrower. I couldn’t see anyone, so I turned around decisively. Fortunately, there were many cars going to Wellington at this time, so I followed the crowd. Passing by a mountain, there were wind turbines, and the scenery overlooking the mountain from the mountain was not bad. I stayed for a while and arrived in Wellington at 8 o'clock that night. I found a free parking lot by the beach and stopped briefly and started exploring on foot in the city. This is the second largest city in the local area with less infrastructure and bustle than our fifth-tier small city. It really has no characteristics. I originally planned to "set up camp" in the city, but I really lost interest. I simply drove the car facing the sea and listened to the sound of the waves and slept in the car with clothes on. After getting up in the morning, I climbed to the commanding heights and looked down at this slightly messy city. I went to the dock of the Cook Strait, which is also the dock leading to the South Island (because the South Island is colder than the North Island at this time, and I came from the cold Northwest, so I didn’t consider the South Island for this trip). I walked about 12 kilometers around the seaside area. I really didn’t want to stay, so I moved up the original plan and started to the next stop one day...