Things are very quiet here in the Ashhurst Domain, with just our two caravans in residence. But we have plenty of birds to keep us company. The pretty little fantails, also known by their Maori name of piwakawaka live in the native trees which border the domain, and busily fly here and there, landing on the fence, on the ground, or in the trees. But they never seem to keep still long enough to get their photo taken. These birds are easily recognized by the long tail which opens to a fan.
This is a very popular place for dog owners, and a steady stream come through the domain with their dogs, to travel along the walking tracks through the trees down to the river. Sometimes horse riders take the same trails too, so it is good to know that this area is well used by the locals.
Workmen have been busy in the camp too, with new wall linings being installed in the campers shower block. And we are pleased that our neighbours (in the grave yard) through the trees slept peacefully and did not bother us last night. I imagine that some people perhaps would not like to camp so close to a cemetery, but it doesn’t bother us.
Robin pulled the squab off the seat to check the battery today, and Muffy wasn’t going to miss out. Her philosophy is that an interesting hole of any kind needs checking out.
The four of us are eating out tonight at the nearby Ashhurst Inn. The pub offers a Thursday night special for oldies, with a discount off the menu price on presentation of our Gold Cards. That’s certainly a good enough reason not to cook tonight, wouldn’t you say?