Carterton Holiday Park would be one of our favourite motor camps, we have to say. Long time managers Pete and Di have gone, and passed the baton over to Phil and Sharrie, who are doing a great job.
We soon got settled on site, and had a quick catch up with other caravan club members. It was great to meet up again with caravan friends Dot and Derek who had just returned from three months travelling around the South Island. No doubt they will have plenty of adventures to share with us all.
Ready for the weekend
The welcoming committee came calling – such a big fluffy Persian, although we never did find out it’s name. He/she wasn’t too keen on being picked up though. Puss is very heavy - there is a lot of cat underneath all that fur.
Hello, Persian pussy
The rugby enthusiasts spent Saturday evening gathered in the dining room in front of the camp TV watching the Hurricanes get beaten by the Crusaders. The camp hosts came and joined us, and many thanks for providing some home baking for supper.
After Robin’s Sunday morning specialty of bacon and eggs for breakfast, I took a walk around the camp. There were a bunch of happy chooks to see and talk to.
I couldn’t find the elusive turtle in his turtle cage, although I was told that he could well be on the bottom of his pond, looking just like one of the rocks. The camp owners have two young sheep, who have been sent away for mating, I was told. Actually, only the female will be mated, her castrated friend was sent with her to keep her company. The camp looked lovely, with power sites on both sides and large mature trees planted down the middle grassy area. We really appreciate having both fresh water and a drain for grey water available on these sites, and there is a dump station available too.
The lovely grounds of Carterton Holiday Park
Sunday morning was Mother’s Day and a special Morning Tea was on the agenda in honour of all the Mums amongst our members. All the men had to do was prepare and bring over tea or coffee as their spouses preferred.
It’s coffee time
And our Rally organizers for the weekend, Diane and Barry, prepared a scrumptious Morning Tea, although I suspect that Diane did most of the cooking. The table was beautifully set, and we all tucked in to our home made morning tea.
All enjoying our Morning Tea
Then it was time to pack up and say our goodbyes, although some of us decided to stay a little later until after lunch. We hooked up the van, and headed up SH2 to the Pahiatua Track which took us up and over the Tararua Ranges.
Once safely home, we quickly unpacked the van, and put a load of laundry in the washing machine. It had been another great weekend.